
Where you can starve to death in safety.


The Strawberry Girl


Without thinking, I pull an arrow from my quiver and send it straight to the Gamemakers’ table. I hear shouts of alarm as people stumble back. The arrow skewers the apple in the pig’s mouth and pins it to the wall behind it. Everyone stares at me in disbelief.
“Thank you for your consideration, ” I say. Then I give a slight bow and walk straight toward the exit without being dismissed.

