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Red wire connects to the black wire, blue wire connects to the voice box, white wire connects to the --

“Milo! We need to get to the Reaping! Get dressed,” my mother cries, peeking her head into the dim closet of a room where I am focused vicariously on my work. I nod in assent and begin to pull clothes at ngẫu nhiên from under my unmade cot.

The Reaping. That one ngày of the năm when everyone in District Three, Shoppie and Techie alike, have to gather in the square and be put at the complete mercy of the Capitol.

Not that we weren’t at its mercy already or...

Her bright red hair flew behind her as she rode her horse through the open fields and glens. Riding was one of the few things that brought her real pleasure. She threw her head back and let the last rays of sun caress her cheek. Her faithful chiến mã, nhốt, steed Angus keeping a steady pace as he ran.

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They flew higher and higher. Two as one. Him and his dragon were a unit. A team. Best when they were together. They were always together. Rarely were they apart, and when they were it was only for a short time.

They flew further than normal. Exploring the large island near...