Fan Fiction Saturday, October 2015

In this one, Peeta’s the sole victor of his games. Katniss goes to Victors Village to trade squirrel meat with Peeta. The Peeta who answers the door is impossibly ruined, a shell of his former self. Yet, something ignites when he sees her and he ends up inviting her to stay and play chess. There’s a blizzard, so it makes sense for her to accept the offer. But, Katniss being Katniss, she spurns his offer, wanders around in the blizzard, ends up in an empty house, lights a fire, ransacks the house’s kitchen cabinets for food, there’s a knock on the door, and it’s — PEETA!

“Fire’s the quickest way to attract a predator,” he tells her.

Only if they’re human, she thinks.

So okay blah blah blah and he persuades her to go back to his house, where it’s safe.

Ambiguity and Double entendre ensue, after Katniss explains she doesn’t know how to play chess.

They talk about Finnick. Peeta absently “pushing around a chess piece with his finger.”

He “snatches the tallest piece of chess from the board.”

“The point of chess is to capture the King,” he says, wrapping his fingers around the chess piece and trapping it in his palm. “But people always go for the Queen first. All the other players on the board are expendable to get to the King.”

And way before that even, they discuss debt, what it means to owe someone. Katniss tells Peeta:

“It’s hard for me to accept things without giving back in return. I’ve never had enough before to give away freely.”

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Happy Places: Grafton Street, Dublin and the Lake at Annaghmakerrig

The Daily Post’s Photo Challenge this week is HAPPY PLACE:

Show us where to go to get your groove back.

For self, there is only one candidate: Ireland.

Grafton Street, Dublin, Summer 2015: The street musicians are great.

Grafton Street, Dublin, Summer 2015: The street musicians are great.

The Lake at Annaghamkerrig, Ireland

The Lake at Annaghamkerrig, Ireland. There may be a ghost wandering around at night. Self much prefers ghosts to banshees.

The lake is only a short walk from the main house of the Tyrone Guthrie Centre. She's been back twice.

The lake is only a short walk from the main house of the Tyrone Guthrie Centre. She’s been back twice.

Memory: Sylvain Landry SL-14

From the prompt: Find “places full of history that explode in our memories” — Sylvain Landry

Self loves exploring, and here’s what she came up with while looking for photos that evoke memory. Not sure this is exactly what Sylvain Landry had in mind. But the flag evokes our shared national history, summer, tradition, nostalgia, pride. It’s a repository of memories.

Redwood City's annual Fourth of July parade -- one of the oldest Fourth of July parades in the nation

Redwood City’s annual Fourth of July parade — one of the oldest Fourth of July parades in the nation

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

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