I lie still as the nightmares engulf me. My throat is too tight to scream. Flashes of visions of Hull being stabbed, my parents' bodies and my own doom crash down on me.
I can't lift a finger. Darkness comes, swirling like smoke, reminiscent of the world I am in. A dark world. With a single, unfair source of control. By the name of Panem.
My eyes fly open and I'm in my bed in my house in the District 11 Victor's Village. Nightmares still haunt me even after 3 years.
I'm Spicca Asphodel, victor of the 69th Hunger Games. And this is my story.
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Obscured (a Hunger Games Fanfiction) ~DISCONTINUED~
Science Fiction(Cover art credit to @gooeymallowmelt156)) Spicca Asphodel is a victor, but her glory came at a great price. I made this YA because it involves more mature ideas. Also, the idea of the Hunger Games gives credit to Suzanne Collins, as well as the wor...
