Hello! I was thinking about writing a short fanfiction about Haymitch and Lenore Dove! My book is not in English and there's one scene that is translated a bit strange. Is there anyone with physical copy of Sunrise on the reaping in English and would be willing to send me a picture of one page? 🙏
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Years after Ruins of the Empire, Kuvira and Baatar are fighting deamons of their past under house arrest. But one day, everything changes when a spark of their love sets passionate fire between them again. How there can still be love after everything that happened? Can things be how they used to be in the past? Let's have a look to Kuvira's and Baatar's life.
Baavira Week has finally came to an end, admittedly, it wasn't much of a success compare to the other ones I've hosted in the past but I also won't say it was a failure as well. We still had fun and I appreciate all those who participated and those who supported your fellow artists and writers.
By the way, late work is also acceptable; days, weeks, months, I will reblog it regardless how much time went by.
Until next time, see you in the next Baavira Week. Much love to everyone. <3
Written for Baavira Week 2023
Day 1: Summer Night
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The maglev drifted to a stop somewhere in the middle of the Si Wong Desert. In the morning, Kuvira would attempt to negotiate with the leaders of the local tribes and bring them under her banner, but for now she sat behind her desk, trying to organize her thoughts around the tasks ahead. The map of the fragmented Earth Kingdom loomed above her, an ever-present reminder of the dire nature of her work.
Not for the first time, her eyes drifted from the intelligence documents in front of her and towards the train car’s windows. Her gaze fixed itself on the stars above—bulbous and crystalline, and in greater abundance than she’d ever seen them.
From the couch where he was sketching a blueprint, Baatar followed her gaze and smiled. “Do you want to go outside?”
Kuvira turned away from the window, mildly irritated at having been caught, and then pinned him beneath a stern look. “To do reconnaissance?”
“To take a walk, love,” he replied, “or a drive, maybe. I retrofitted the jeeps to make sure they can go over the sand dunes.”
“And what would be the purpose of that?”
“So we could see the stars better.”
Kuvira crossed her arms. “Do you have any idea how much work I have to do?”
“It won’t take long, we got here early, and we’ll be able to focus better once we’ve gone.” He counted off each reason on a finger, clearly satisfied with his own rhetoric.
“Speak for yourself. I am perfectly focused.”
“If you say so, love,” he told her.
They went back to work, but in a few minutes, Kuvira was looking out the window once again. When Baatar met her gaze, wearing an amused expression, she bent metal blinds shut.
“So should I bring a car around?”
Kuvira sighed; he always seemed to find a way to distract her. She set her documents down with slightly more force than was necessary. “We’re going for twenty minutes. Thirty tops.”
If Baatar had been trying to hide his satisfied grin, he failed miserably. “Meet outside in fifteen minutes?”
“That sounds reasonable.”
Always punctual to a fault, Kuvira was out the door in twelve minutes—having replaced her uniform and pauldrons with a short sleeved dance outfit from Zaofu. Baatar was already waiting for her in the car.
When she slid into the passenger seat, he took her hand and brought it to his lip.
“You look beautiful,” he said.
Kuvira shook her head, and tried her hardest to hold back a grin. “Just drive.”
As the jeep eased its way over the sand dunes, a companionable silence fell between them. Kuvira glanced up at the stars, gleaming and magnificent, as a cool breeze sent stray hairs flying from her bun.
After he brought the car to a stop on a dune with a particularly good view of the horizon, Baatar tucked a few loose strands behind her ear.
“I don’t know why you insisted on going on this drive,” she said. “You’re barely even looking at the stars.”
“I have a better view,” he replied and leaned over to kiss her.
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