@allfireloved liked for a starter from a THG muse
Safe. Safe for another year. God, if ever there was a time of year that Clerk Carmine despised, it was Reaping Day. There had been a period of time where the fear had been slightly reduced, when their little family had not had anyone at risk of being lost to the Hunger Games. But then Lenore Dove had turned twelve, and the nerves had begun anew, that stomach clenching panic that history might repeat itself once more. He's lost too many, he can't bear the thought of another.
But another year has gone by, and her name hasn't been called, so he can relax a little for now. Another few years and she'll be safe from it entirely. That day can't come too soon. They'll be forced to watch the games, of course, another thing he despises, but they will survive. Tying his hair back off his face, he fills the kettle. A cup of tea to sooth those lingering nerves.
