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“I want to do something, right here, right now, to shame them, to make them accountable, to show the Capitol that whatever they do or force us to do that there is a part of every tribute they can’t own. That Rue was more than a piece in their Games. And so am I.”

    “I want to do something, right here, right now, to shame them, to make them accountable, to show the Capitol that whatever they do or force us to do that there is a part of every tribute they can’t own. That Rue was more than a piece in their Games. And so am I.”

  • апр 22 at 11:36AM + 8369
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  • апр 22 at 11:24AM + 680
  • & your blood stains my hands, my darling.

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  • My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am 17 years old. My home is district 12. I was in The Hunger Games. I escaped. The capitol hates me. Peeta was taken prisoner. He is thought to be dead. Most likely he is dead. It is probably best if he is dead.

  • апр 21 at 02:19PM + 1336
  • When Peeta holds out his arms, I walk straight into them. It’s the first time since they announced the Quarter Quell that he’s offered me any sort of affection. He’s been more like a very demanding trainer, always pushing, always insisting Haymitch and I run faster, eat more, know our enemy better. Lovers? Forget about that. He abandoned any pretense of even being my friend. I wrap my arms tightly around his neck before he can order me to do push-ups or something. Instead he pulls me in close and buries his face in my hair. Warmth radiates from the spot where his lips just touch my neck, slowly spreading through the rest of me. It feels so good, so impossibly good, that I know I will not be the first to let go.
    And why should I? […]
    The arrival of the Capitol attendant with the warm milk is what breaks us apart.”
    - Catching Fire

  • апр 21 at 02:18PM + 907
  • the-tesseract-wrinkling-time:

I tell him, “Real”.

    the-tesseract-wrinkling-time:

    I tell him, “Real”.

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