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Peeta had never seen snow quite like this before.
In District 12 the snow had had a greyish tint even before it hit the ground. There had been brief, flickering moments during that winter spent in the Victor's Village where the snow had given the world a clean and peaceful look. It never lasted long. Reality had a way of creeping in, bringing with it the mud from the rest of the district.
His leg ached, phantom pains springing from the missing limb. His knee was stiffer than normal and it had taken a bit longer to get out of bed. He hadn't had a completely relaxed morning since his first time in the arena. Aches and pains followed after restless nights. One day he might be healed from both of those things, but for now he was suffering through it. Layers had been his saving grace as he had made his way to breakfast and he had swapped some for others once he had eaten.
Standing on the front stoop of the Compound, hands stuffed in the pockets of his coat he watched the snow flake to the ground. No, this snow was different. The whole world seemed a bit softer, even though the mountains had changed slightly. Come to think of it, the mountains now somewhat resembled those around the Capital. A shiver ran down his spine and he shook his head. He could't let his mind go there. It would lead only to trouble.
Hearing the door open behind him, feeling the blast of warm air Peeta stepped out of the way moving down the stairs. "Sorry, let me just get out of your way," he apologised pulling a hand out of his pocket to steady himself on the railing as he moved.
[ooc: open to any & all. new people are always welcome given how new he is. :D]
In District 12 the snow had had a greyish tint even before it hit the ground. There had been brief, flickering moments during that winter spent in the Victor's Village where the snow had given the world a clean and peaceful look. It never lasted long. Reality had a way of creeping in, bringing with it the mud from the rest of the district.
His leg ached, phantom pains springing from the missing limb. His knee was stiffer than normal and it had taken a bit longer to get out of bed. He hadn't had a completely relaxed morning since his first time in the arena. Aches and pains followed after restless nights. One day he might be healed from both of those things, but for now he was suffering through it. Layers had been his saving grace as he had made his way to breakfast and he had swapped some for others once he had eaten.
Standing on the front stoop of the Compound, hands stuffed in the pockets of his coat he watched the snow flake to the ground. No, this snow was different. The whole world seemed a bit softer, even though the mountains had changed slightly. Come to think of it, the mountains now somewhat resembled those around the Capital. A shiver ran down his spine and he shook his head. He could't let his mind go there. It would lead only to trouble.
Hearing the door open behind him, feeling the blast of warm air Peeta stepped out of the way moving down the stairs. "Sorry, let me just get out of your way," he apologised pulling a hand out of his pocket to steady himself on the railing as he moved.
[ooc: open to any & all. new people are always welcome given how new he is. :D]