Hello, and today I add two tributes; one of my own creation (Caren) and one of Stardxst's! Again please submit them in your review as literally all spaces are open.
Also I don't like writing about the reaping because I'm bad at doing that. So we are starting at the interviews.
Caren's POV:
I scarcely remember the reaping or the train ride. I might have blanked it on purpose. And here I am, being plucked like a chicken by three brightly colored people fussing over my body hair. I mean really! It keeps me warm on the cold nights in District 11. I am an unfortunate loss to the people at harvest. It is too cold for me and I get pneumonia most of the time and barely survive. Then, a bright man in all red begins to survey my body and seems to be a typical stylist. But then he says that I will be wearing a long apple-red dress also like the flamencos of long ago and I know he is a good stylist and I relaxed a bit.
Before long it is interview time and a girl in a soft elegant dress of scattered blues and purples like the night sky and a pearl headdress walkes down to the interviewer first and even I have to gasp. She is stunning, her grey eyes catching the light and her hair golden and shining swaying down her back. She is called Ali Foxglove and she's from District 6. Unexpected. She seems perfect but I see the glint in her eye, a sadistic glimmer that enjoys the squirming of the crowd. I blank the rest of the tributes until my name is called and I blank it from there on. I'm scared, sure. But the fact Ali is here chills my blood the most