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Finnick Something between a shriek and a cry of joy. A lovely if somewhat bedraggled young womandark tangled hair, sea green eyesruns toward us in nothing but a sheet. Finnick And suddenly, it s as if there s no one in the world but these two, crashing through space to reach each other. They collide, enfold, lose their balance, and slam against a wall, where they stay. Clinging into one being. Indivisible. A pang of jealousy hits me. Not for either Finnick or Annie but for their certainty. No one seeing them could doubt their I was really glad that the preview of this was received so well. I wasn t really sure whether it was good or complete rubbish, but you br, br,