"And our twenty-fourth, and last tribute…" There was a pause while Effie fished in the big glass bowl for a girl's name. "Anna Sn-Snow." Effie stumbled on the girl's last name, a first for her. She could always pronounce the longest of names, and Anna's last name wasn't very hard. But it held meaning to her, as it did for everyone watching.
The girl, who couldn't have been more than fourteen, walked up to the stage without hesitation. Unlike the other twenty-three tributes, who were shocked, or crying, she was incredibly self-possessed.
"For my grandfather." She said, her voice crossing the field easily, before Effie could say anything, then stepped into her place in line.
Effie recovered her wits. "Well! Won't this be an interesting Games?"