The day snow fell upon Victor's Village, everything changed. There was no excitement, no joy, only the cold stare of scrutinising eyes into a child's wounded soul. She was not the girl on fire. She could not set a nation ablaze. Calypso Silva only w...
The day snow fell upon Victor's Village, everything changed. There was no excitement, no joy, only the cold stare of scrutinising eyes into a child's wounded soul. She was not the girl on fire. She could not set a nation ablaze. Calypso Silva only wanted to survive. But she, with her Capitol blood tainted by the Districts, was the legacy so many had fought for. She would be the legacy that so many would die for.
She was the rebirth of love, the death of hate.
The death of him.
TRIGGER WARNING:
This story contains mentions and depictions of death, violence, gore, sexual assault, and more. Please be advised it is for mature audiences only. Please do not read if you think you may be sensitive to any of the mentioned topics or anything related to the mentioned topic. Nothing is mentioned or depicted without reason, and I do not condone any of the immoral practices portrayed by the characters. Read on with caution.
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at our core, we are unruly beasts
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