This is the moment. No one dares breathe. We wait in silence, unmoving. Some of us want to be chosen. But most wait in fear... That someone we love will be lost or worse... That we will be chosen ourselves. On the day of the reaping, there is no sense of calm.
Then the name, the female chosen to the slaughter. The words echoing throughout Panem. It all starts with a name.
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