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Post by treasureisland on Apr 29, 2010 19:39:44 GMT -5
Tansy Finn rumpled her hair and tucked it into a ponytail. Sitting in the fields where most district eleven workers worked all day long, she felt the wind twirl itself through her hair. The rye field where she sat brushed against her legs. The sound of the breeze whistling through the rye while the plants brushed each other was soothing.
The Peacekeepers were busy with a new victim of theirs and she could go unnoticed for the time being. It was best if she kept apart from the Peacekeepers. People looked at her funny nowadays. Ever since the scandal in the Games. But she couldn't help herself. He was the only one she could trust in the arena.
She lay down in the field and sighed deeply. Tansy straightened out her shirt and watched a rat scuttle by in a hurry to get away from her. She let it go and watched as the dog she had recently adopted race by in pursuit of the rat. Poppy, her black and white collie was fast as the wind. And hungry. She had been out in the fields all day long. She probably should have fed her, but she wasn't read to go back yet.
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