๐Œ๐˜ ๐…๐€๐‘๐„๐–๐„๐‹๐‹ ๐“๐Ž ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐…๐ˆ๐„๐‹๐ƒ๐’

โ The fields never needed me to be
anything. Not brave. Not clever. Just
present. The arena... it demands
everything from me. And than it
still says that I'm not enough. That
I cannot survive it...โž

โ€•ย  Kehlani Adamaris To Johanna
Mason, Catching Fire






















































































































































































































































โ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽ

MY FAREWELL TO
THE FEILDS

โ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽ































































































โ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽ

๐—‚๐—‡๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐–ฝ๐—Ž๐–ผ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡ . . .ย 

๐™ฐ๐™ฒ๐šƒ ๐™พ๐™ฝ๐™ด.ย  ย  โ– ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ด ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜‰๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜๐˜ฏ
๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜ž๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ

๐™ฐ๐™ฒ๐šƒ ๐šƒ๐š†๐™พ.ย  ย  โ– ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜Ž๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ
๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜™๐˜ถ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ

๐™ฐ๐™ฒ๐šƒ ๐šƒ๐™ท๐š๐™ด๐™ด.ย  ย  โ– ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ž๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ง๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด
๐˜Ž๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ˆ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ

โ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽโ–€๏ธŽ
















































































โ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ'๐ฏ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ
๐จ๐ฐ๐ง. ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ; ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ. ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ
๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ง. ๐–๐ž
๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ž๐ž๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฒ. ๐–๐ž ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ž๐ž๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž
๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฒ โž
โ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽ

She survived the Games once. That should've been enough.

Kehlani Adamaris, the quiet girl from District Ten, thought she
had made it outโ€”scarred, yes, but alive. She thought the Capitol
had taken all it could from her. She'd bled in their arena, played
their puppet, and walked away with ghosts stitched into her soft
skin. But Kehlani should have known that surviving the Hunger
Games doesn't mean necessarily mean escaping them. Yet, when
President Snow announces the Quarter Quell, Kehlani is shocked
and feels her world shattered all over again like it did when her
name was called for the games the first time around.

Thrown back into the arena with capitol favorites, legendary killers,
and broken souls dressed in silk, Kehlani is vastly outmatched. And
she knows it. She knows that she is not the strongest. She knows that
she is not the fastest. She doesn't have an agenda with vast network
of connections or a strategy that would save her. All Kehlani has is
herselfโ€”her quiet defiance, her bone-deep kindness, her artistic
lead mind, and a fire she's kept hidden even from herself.

Kehlani expected pain. She expected death. She never expected to
matter. But as alliances form in the shadows and rebellion sparks
in whispers, Kehlani finds herself at the heart of something bigger
than survival. Bonds are forged in blood and saltwater, unexpected
connections bloom between jagged edges, and loveโ€”fragile, defiant,
and terrifyingโ€”flickers in a place built to extinguish all hope.

In a world ruled by cruelty, sometimes the softest heart becomes
the sharpest weapon.

Read to find out what happens in this story!

ย  ย ย  โ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽโ–”๏ธŽ
โ ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚, ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜†, ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜: ๐—ช๐—ถ๐—น๐—น
๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐˜… ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ? ๐—ช๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ? ๐—”๐˜
๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€. ๐—–๐—ฎ๐—ป
๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ? ๐—–๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜? โž










































































โ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽ

MY FAREWELL TO
THE FEILDS

๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽโ–‚๏ธŽ














































































โš ๐’๐€๐Œ๐๐‹๐„ ๐†๐‘๐€๐๐‡๐ˆ๐‚๐’ โš
























































































































































































































































โš ๐Ž๐…๐…๐ˆ๐‚๐ˆ๐€๐‹ ๐’๐Ž๐”๐๐ƒ๐“๐‘๐€๐‚๐Š โšย  ย  ย  ย 

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ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ๐Š๐„๐‡๐‹๐€๐๐ˆ ๐€๐ƒ๐€๐Œ๐€๐‘๐ˆ๐’ / ๐–๐€๐˜๐๐‘๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“ . . .
. . . ๐˜—๐˜–๐˜™๐˜›๐˜™๐˜ˆ๐˜ ๐˜Œ๐˜‹ ๐˜‰๐˜  โ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽ
๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต โ”† tฬถhฬถeฬถ ฬถwฬถoฬถlฬถfฬถ ฬถiฬถnฬถ ฬถsฬถhฬถeฬถeฬถpฬถ'ฬถsฬถ ฬถcฬถlฬถoฬถtฬถhฬถiฬถnฬถgฬถ โ”†๏ธŽ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ญ
ย  ย  ย ย  ๐™ด๐™ป๐™ป๐™ฐ ๐™ฟ๐š„๐š๐™ฝ๐™ด๐™ป๐™ป โ”โ” ุนห–โบ เผ„โ‹† เญญ โœฐ.โ‹†๏ฝกโ‹†เผถโ‹†ห™

โ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽโ–ฌ๏ธŽ
โ The arena is just like a complex
painting, you know. Every piece
placed just right. The problem
is, we're the medium...โž ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ



























(ย  OTHER CASTINGย  )

๐™ฐ๐š„๐™ณ๐š๐™ด๐šˆ ๐™ฟ๐™ป๐™ฐ๐š‰๐™ฐ as ๐„๐‹๐Ž๐ˆ๐’๐„ ๐–๐€๐˜๐๐‘๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“

โ€ฃ ๏ธŽ โ๏ธŽ Let them call you soft. Let them
underestimate you. Let them think
that you don't have teeth. And when
they least expect it, you show them
how wrong they are. โž

๐š†๐™ฐ๐™ป๐™บ๐™ด๐š ๐š‚๐™ฒ๐™พ๐™ฑ๐™ด๐™ป๐™ป as ๐…๐€๐๐ˆ๐€๐ ๐€๐ƒ๐€๐Œ๐€๐‘๐ˆ๐’

โ€ฃ ๏ธŽ You look at her and see softness and assume
fragility. That's your first mistake. Maybe you
think she's weak because she doesn't snarl or
shoot first, or because she doesn't explode the
way you do when something hurts. But Kehlani's
strength doesn't need to be loud to be real. I've
watched her survive more than most could dare
to imagine. I watched her bleed for people who
never deserved her. I watched her swallow
screams so the people around her wouldn't fall
apart. You mistake her quiet for passivity โ€” but
that quiet has carried more weight than your
loudest speech. So let me say this plainly: she
is stronger than you, Gale Hawthorne. And
honestly maybe that's what really bothers
you about my sister. โž

๐™ฑ๐™ด๐™ป๐™ป๐™ฐ ๐š๐™ฐ๐™ผ๐š‚๐™ด๐šˆ as ๐’๐˜๐‘๐„๐๐€ ๐€๐ƒ๐€๐Œ๐€๐‘๐ˆ๐’

โ€ฃ โYou know, Finnick... I don't think
they really understand my sister. Not
the way we do. They don't see that
softnessโ€”real softnessโ€”can be the
loudest kind of resistance for someone
like Kal. They expect fire and fury, but
forget that true strength wears many
faces. Sometimes resistance doesn't
look like a battle cryโ€”it looks like
surviving. Like choosing to live in
spite of the people who wanted
you broken and dead.โž

๐™น๐™พ๐™ด ๐™ป๐™พ๐™ฒ๐™บ๐™ด as ๐๐ˆ๐‚๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐‹๐‹๐Ž๐–๐€๐˜

โ€ฃ ๏ธŽ ๏ธŽ โ๏ธŽ You know that I would die for
you, Kehlani. I fight for you before
I fight for anyone else. But there's
one thing I simply cannot do. Which
is to pretend that your taste in shoes
is remotely acceptable....โž๏ธŽ

๐™ฒ๐™ท๐š๐™ธ๐š‚ ๐™ด๐š…๐™ฐ๐™ฝ๐š‚ as ๐’๐ˆ๐‹๐€๐’ ๐‚๐‘๐€๐๐„

โ€ฃ ๏ธŽ ๏ธŽ โ๏ธŽ You've got more strength than
you think, kid. And I've got your
back. Always. โž๏ธŽ





























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TRIGGER WARNING: there will be mentions of; talk of one's mental health and past/current traumas (mild), talk of childhood abuse and neglect (mild), descriptions and mentions of of torture (mild), mentions of war (mild to high), mentions of pregnancy (mild), talk of dying and multiple near death situations (mild to high), consensual sex (mild to high), blood and gore, violence (high) and profanity (high)... more to be possibly added in the future making of this story...

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