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Since they arrived at Daniel's destination, Hannah had been unconscious and she lay on a bed, while Daniel hung over her with a curious looking device.
Stolen Minds Pt. 1 INTRO: Beyond Now is a new collection I am working on, completely separate from the Radiant Order world. I am experimenting with writing entirely in third person :-).
The cobbled streets turned into polished marble slabs at the turn of corner, as of now Deloria wasn't in the hunger stricken backstreets but the picturesque court of Sandelen.
Chapter 4 Finnick I get to the square late and look for Annie as a peacekeeper pricks my finger and rolls it under my name. I slip into place where I can see her.
Finnick's POV: If only the Capitol didn't make up these stupid rules. I don't want to watch Capitol people getting excited over another sick twist in there blasted quarter quell.
Chapter 2 Sitting in the alleyway, I hear a noise, interrupting my thoughts about our flawed society. The shoes make a clacking sound on the pavement which lets me know that it's someone with money.
Part 3 Just to let you know, this is set directly after the events of the first two parts... ~Elle~ "Results?" "Negative.
I awoke, my mind foggy, my eyes blurry. I spluttered and bolted upright. I was alive. They hadn't killed me. But where was Hurricane. And where was Avisha.
A black haze clouded my vision, as I rose from my resting place. The events from before were a blur, from the windows smashing, to the dart penetrating my skin. I don't know where I am or why I'm...
Poison in the matrix, And wires charged with lies, The sadomasochistic traitors, Stalking with their eyes.
Chapter 3 Finnick It's reaping day. I meet Annie at the beach at 8 this morning and when I arrived she was already there.
Chapter 1 I was always a wanderer. I can't stay in one place for too long; It bores me. It scares me. That's why I have never been one suitable for a family.
Part 2 The nurse from earlier, Ingrid, takes my hand and lifts me up. I don't object, too tired to save my own life. I was born here, I will die here. That's the way life is.
I whimpered. My stomach churned. Another scratch. The kitten wouldn't calm down. 'quiet little one. Mother's here!' I purred.
June unfurled her wings and paced across the floor space of her cell. It had been at least a day since they'd fed her - and she knew quite well that this wasn't one of those sick starvation tests.
I fear that in my generation, mankind will grow out of control, Overcrowding and violence will be its fall.
A grey baron waste land, dull replicated people, living synthetic lives. A conformists' world.
Prologue: A man runs through the street, obviously panicking. Many people close their curtains on him. Masked men chase after him. His is backed into a corner. A Masked man walks up to man.
Revolutions rampant in all the world. The flags of destruction have been unfurled. All the while bombs are being hurled. Under the weight of death the bodies are curled.
'Inmate 24B96X Female Born in captivity, 24/06/23 Classification X34T90' I never knew my mother. They killed her as soon as I was born.
I cannot remember how I came to be here. I cannot remember a life before. Before this, before what I am now, before pain. But what is pain. I have heard them thinking, loudly: 'the pain'.
- I haven't written fiction in a while, forgive me my rustiness. - It was dark inside the facility. Neon lights blinked sharply overhead, yet somehow the place still exuded darkness.
Clouds of ice and blazing skies, And petrified onlooking eyes, Cold sunsets paint the final night, Across the lands that glowed with light.
Its been raining cats and dogs. Its raining bats and frogs. Tommorows gonna pour rats and hogs. Upside down is right side up. Pure men preaching; theyre corrupt. Th silent ones interrupt.