What is... [Carbon/Sorrel]

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The doc had granted me my greatest wish and in less than twelve hours, the capitol had ripped any idea of that away from me. Think of a five year old, a small scrape on their knee as you quickly rip off the bandaid. It was painful. Sure it only lasted a few moments, but so will my life by the time the games start. I am not physically fit to endure the harsh elements of whatever these tryants want to put me through, let alone my district partner. We were one of the same. Our lives entertwined with destiny as the two less able to go through this sort of torture and to think I wasted my entire life behind the spine of a book that will no sooner keep a knife out of my own then to save another.

I sigh heavily watching tributes crowd into the training center, but as each one of them enter, I halfway glance at them unmoving from the wall I placed myself at. My medical book gifted to me when I was twelve was what I brought with me as a last will and testiment that I won't play this game. I'm not about to go against everything I raised myself to do - promised every individual that came to my door.

"Keep walking to your death. You'll only hasten your spirits need for release." I mutter, continuing to read the same sentence over and over again because I've lost control of my own nerves. The words were floating on the page and settling against another, overlapping each other and for once, I couldn't concentrate on the written word of morals.

"A man should no sooner take a life that isn't his to take." The book is slowly dropped to my lap, my fingers keeping the page open staring at the yellow highlighted area I had marked three years ago, a week after my birthday. Some gift, huh? Barely eighteen and my candle is being threatened to be snuffed out. The amount of people that I could help until I was as old as the doc in town is but a puff of smoke slowly going away.

Another presence of a fellow tribute makes theirselves known as my eyes draw away from the arranged alphabet of letters and I stare into her face. Her gentle features that shouldn't be here either, but I instantly crave to know if this girl is the one that will decide when my time of life will end or if she'll be my victim, lest I lose myself once I step foot into the arena.

"Hello."