First, there was the shock of remembering her death. Second, being alive again. Third, being in a strange place. Fourth, there was the shock of District Twelve letting her live.
In a way, the separation of the loads while they remained connected kept her steady. Kept it from being too much to bear.
As did her goal. Clothes, housing, maybe a weapon. Then some food, possibly. The cake and apple others had fed her had helped quiet her rumbling stomach. She was still hungry, but it wasn't as bad.
The feeling of eyes on her was familiar, ingrained by now. Say and do nothing you wouldn't have the whole world see.
Still, she looks around. And there's someone looking at her. She meets the gaze.
Indeed!
First, there was the shock of remembering her death. Second, being alive again. Third, being in a strange place. Fourth, there was the shock of District Twelve letting her live.
In a way, the separation of the loads while they remained connected kept her steady. Kept it from being too much to bear.
As did her goal. Clothes, housing, maybe a weapon. Then some food, possibly. The cake and apple others had fed her had helped quiet her rumbling stomach. She was still hungry, but it wasn't as bad.
The feeling of eyes on her was familiar, ingrained by now. Say and do nothing you wouldn't have the whole world see.
Still, she looks around. And there's someone looking at her. She meets the gaze.