Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games.
I know this is a short chapter and it might seem like I'm teasing you a little, but I've been super busy and I wanted you all to know I'm still writing this story. So here is the unveiling of what is to come.
(Day 10)
Day 10 passed slowly, full of hunger and fear. All the tributes in the arena were quietly waiting for something to happen, someone to attack, an announcement to be made. But as the sun set and a silvery light filled the arena from the moon, it became clear that they'd all survived another day.
(Day 11)
Orion Mage woke up to the sound of an announcement.
"I REPEAT. THE FEAST WILL BEGIN AT SUNRISE TOMORROW MORNING."
A feast? Orion filled with excitement. A chance to become so much closer to home. To his siblings Rolf and Gaia. Should he even go to the feast? Maybe it would be better to let everyone kill each other and stay away where he knew he'd be safer. But Orion didn't even know who was left. Could it be the final 2 already? That seemed unlikely, but Orion had definitely lost track of the faces in the sky. So he made up his mind. He would go tomorrow morning.
-Theuglyduckling492