hurry on their feet, pain struck and blood left on white floors. rescue mission for them all, lips sealed of with the mere fear of ANY opposition. for their life on stake, thin line that could tear. lungs pressed, blue and purple upon skin tone & damaged beyond repair. they had turned them inside out, biggest fears swept like water through the door and no window to open —— a maze riddled with interviews every day. less pain promised and his lips had opened, sighed & almost spilled it all. head twisted in pain, red in his eyes . caesar flickerman had entered these rooms, frightened . he felt no more like that person, tried to smile between bloody teeth, the taste of metal on his tongue and he had cracked, trembled & a smile broken. ' quick ! ' no one left behind, least a tribute brought within these walls more years than he could count on one finger. he cried almost, voice broken and vocal cords hurt, no more a boy before him. the door had swung open and for the first time in years no one sympathising with the capitol stood in its way. hand reached out, shaken jawline not to reveal his fears. ' come, come ! '
@caducxus // sc
