Conspirator (Cinna)
Nobody ever knew Cinna's last name.
He was simply Cinna, nothing more, nothing less.
The Girl on Fire's designer, clever with fabric, clever with jewels, clever with the very elements themselves.
Portia's best friend, confidant, companion. (The Capitol noticed, of course.)
The spreader of the Rebellion, coating his pieces in dark thoughts and deep concepts, transforming little girls into Mockingjays and making them catch fire.
Cinna was always a poet.
His clothes were art.
But art had to mean something.
So Cinna became a conspirator as well.
The Capitol had destroyed everything he had.
His true love, reaped in her last year of eligibility, hacked to death by a hulking monster from District 2.
His parents, killed by Peacekeepers for speaking out against the Capitol.
His best friend, reaped in his last year, returning a broken, savage, animal. Gone.
Cinna was born Cinna the Poet.
But the Capitol made him Cinna the Conspirator.
A/N: How was it? :D Review please!