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✧ ▬ ˋˏ 𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 ˎˊ ▬ ✧ ❝ 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒔 ❞ ༻#ˋ 。✩ 。ˊ#༺ in death we trust
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❝ they say these are the golden years / but i wish i could disappear / god, it's brutal out here! ❞
BRUTAL / OLIVIA RODRIGO.
﹙ chapter fourteen, act one ; callosity﹚ amira montgomery.
southern island, the arena. july, 70 att.
AMIRA CAN SENSE THAT THE GAMES WILL END SOON. She has to keep an eye on the hollow, dreaded acceptance, or it could sneak up on her, tendrils slowly closing around her before strangling her to death. A chill that permeates her bones, despite the ever sweltering heat, and makes her shiver in apprehension. Because, she knows. She knows the games won't last forever, and that now ▬▬▬ down to the final six, where she thought that perhaps she wouldn't reach ▬▬▬ every decision could be the difference between first and second place.
