I am Thyme. I was only 13 when I was forced to volunteer for the 12th Annual Hunger Games in order to exonerate the son of a desperate man from the fate. I fell first. Now I'm trapped in the body of one of the Capitol's vicious muttations, while still retaining my mind. Breaking free of the Capitol, I now wander the thirteen districts searching for a purpose...
//Well. That was easier than I’d thought it be.
Well, someone take a look and offer an opinion. :P