Marvel
Marvel watches as all of District 1's living victors take their seats beside the mayor. There are eight of them. Does he have the looks of the boy who won the forty-first? The charm of the girl that won the sixty-fourth? He's not sure, but the time is long gone for thoughts like those. He's always questioned where he stands in the eyes of his peers, but now he feels as if there's no questioning he's something more than just another 1 tribute. The Seam girl's arrow as it enters his torso is the end of more than his life.