finnickly:

“Sixty seconds. That’s how long we’re required to stand on our metal circles before the sound of a gong releases us. Step off before the minute is up, and the land mines blow your legs off. Sixty seconds to take in the ring of tributes all equal-distant from The Cornucopia, a giant golden horn shaped like a cone with a curved tail, the mouth of which is a least twenty feet high, spilling over with the things that will give us life here in the arena. Food, containers of water, weapons, medicine, garments, fire starters. Strewn across the Cornucopia are other supplies, their value decreasing the farther they are from the horn.”

(Source: odair)