Icarus knew how it would end. He flew at the sun anyway. He knew what the fall would do to him in the end. He also knew it was worth it to try, just to touch the sun once, if only once.
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[ the 63rd game ] chapter one; ballot to glory
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Emerald Cartier was a self-absorbed person. She was aware of her own narcissistic tendencies. She spoke about herself at length, rarely showing interest in what others had to say. Her vanity had no bounds, but neither did anyone's in District One. When you're raised around people who only see what's in the reflection of their own mirror, it's hard to see past the frame.
"Stand straight." Karma Cartier poked her daughter in her side with a needle as she cinched the waist of her daughter's simple dress. It was white, plain-looking almost, but it hugged the twelve-year-old in ways that made her look more mature than her age. "The only blood that should be shed is from the tributes in the arena, not your waist."
"Not every year is a twelve-year-old on the 'lucky ten' list, or is the final choice." Iris Cartier lay on her back across her little sister's bed. She wore the same dress, but it was beige and less fitting. But it wasn't her day; her physical appearance wasn't under scrutiny. "I've been on the list for three years now," Iris muttered, her gaze fixed on the ceiling as she shook her head to herself. "You get chosen in your first."
District One was a Career District; they were known for producing victors. The academies that trained the children of District One came together every year, and they each presented a list of their top 10 candidates for the reaping of all ages and genders. From there they went through a series of interviews, mock battles, and intense physical training before the people of District One got to vote for one male and one female to represent their district in the Hunger Games.