Pity does not get you aid. Admiration at your refusal to give in does.

Want a sugar cube?- Finnick Odair,

For the last year his grandma had been slipping in and out of reality. One minute she was as clear as a bell and the next she was calling him Simon. Who was Simon? He had no idea.

Our romance became a key strategy for our survival in the arena. Only it wasn't just a strategy for Peeta.

I press my ear against his chest, to the spot where I always rest my head, where I know I will hear the strong and steady beat of his heart. Instead, I find silence.

It must be very fragile, if a handful of berries can bring it down.

Entrails. No hissing. This is the closest we will ever come to love.