Hunger Games Aesthetic Novels & Stories

he protests with Shakespearean-level theatrics. “You’re like a walking one-man show, you know that?” I deadpan, staring at my brother with a strange mixture of awe and disbelief. “I take that as a compliment,” he huffs, pointing his nose up. “You would,” I snort. Using Aya as a support frame, we make our way through the mansion, exploring its many rooms, each one more jaw-dropping than the last. The gothic style is not only intensely detailed, but luxurious, with a different colour tone in each room. Apart from my room, Aya’s room and the nursery, there doesn’t seem to be a purpose to the colour choices, and apart from architecture, there’s no cohesion either.