No, it happened. And right when your song ended, I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner,' Peeta says.
Suzanne CollinsRemember that even in war there is a time for restraint. A time to hold back your sword.
Suzanne CollinsWarmblood now a bloodborne death, Will rob your body of it's breath Mark your skin and seal your fate The Underland becomes a plate
Suzanne CollinsAs we trudge back through the woods, we reach a boulder, and both Gale and I turn our heads in the same direction, like a pair of dogs catching a scent on the wind. Cressida notices and asks what lies that way. We admit, without acknowledging each other, it's our old hunting rendez-vous place. She wants to see it, even after we tell her it's nothing really. Nothing but a place where I was happy, I think.
Suzanne Collins