And then a glass cylinder is lowering around me, breaking our handhold, cutting him off from me. He taps his fingers under his chin. Head high.I lift my chin and stand as straight as I can. The cylinder begins to rise. For maybe fifteen seconds, Im in darkness and then I can feel the metal plate pushing me out of the cylinder, into the open air. For a moment, my eyes are dazzled by the bright sunlight and Im conscious only of a strong wind with the hopeful smell of pine trees.Then I hear the legendary announcer, Claudius Templesmith, as his voice booms all around me.
-Ladies and gentlemen, let the 74th Hunger Games begin!
(via thehungergamestrilogy)
