He regained consciousness; the warm air that had stood still was now rushing past him. Muffled cries now became clear shrieks of distress, and rivers of ruddy blood were now vivid. His body was pressed to the firm ground; he didn’t dare move yet, afraid of his fears becoming a reality. However, he knew he was endangering his life further by continuing to lie there.
Gathering the little courage he had, he forced his eyes to wander around. He was reluctant to take everything in, yet his senses forced him to believe what he saw – it was no illusion. He took in the sight of the rocks that formed on the ground, which were now divided by cracks, a testament to the violence of the war. The depth of the cracks seemed… inhumane, as though a savage beast had created them rather than the soldiers.
Was this really caused by the war?
He asked himself the rhetorical question. Gray fragments of the split ground were scattered in front of him. As he recalled what had come to pass before his consciousness left him, the answer to the question that refused to leave …show more content…
He caught sight of the source of the ruins surrounding him; a fair distance from him stood the man that had caused most of the destruction. This man stood elevated from the ground. His body was blazing with sparks of bright green colours, causing those that desired to end his life to hesitate. In contrast with the disheveled looks of the rest of the soldiers, he appeared unharmed. His raven black hair cascaded freely against his shoulders and his hazel eyes flickered in the light while occasionally showing hints of a dull green. The rays of the midday sun shone on his rigid face, further emphasizing the man’s daunting features. Hovering within his palm was a small cube made of black material that was covered in green patterns. Haymitch recognized the cube; it was the source of the power that coursed through the man’s
Gathering the little courage he had, he forced his eyes to wander around. He was reluctant to take everything in, yet his senses forced him to believe what he saw – it was no illusion. He took in the sight of the rocks that formed on the ground, which were now divided by cracks, a testament to the violence of the war. The depth of the cracks seemed… inhumane, as though a savage beast had created them rather than the soldiers.
Was this really caused by the war?
He asked himself the rhetorical question. Gray fragments of the split ground were scattered in front of him. As he recalled what had come to pass before his consciousness left him, the answer to the question that refused to leave …show more content…
He caught sight of the source of the ruins surrounding him; a fair distance from him stood the man that had caused most of the destruction. This man stood elevated from the ground. His body was blazing with sparks of bright green colours, causing those that desired to end his life to hesitate. In contrast with the disheveled looks of the rest of the soldiers, he appeared unharmed. His raven black hair cascaded freely against his shoulders and his hazel eyes flickered in the light while occasionally showing hints of a dull green. The rays of the midday sun shone on his rigid face, further emphasizing the man’s daunting features. Hovering within his palm was a small cube made of black material that was covered in green patterns. Haymitch recognized the cube; it was the source of the power that coursed through the man’s