I carefully lay out the provisions. One thin black sleeping bag that reflects body heat. A pack of crackers. A pack of dried beef strips. A bottle of iodine. A box of wooden matches. A small coil of wire. A pair of sunglasses. And a half-gallon plastic bottle with a cap for carrying water that's bone dry. No water. How hard would it have been for them to fill up the bottle?
Suzanne CollinsI realize, for the first time, how very lonely I've been in the arena. How comforting the presence of another human being can be.
Suzanne CollinsEmbrace the probability of your imminent death....and know there is nothing i can do to save you.
Suzanne CollinsI have not wept since the death of my parents," said Luxa quietly. "But I am thought to be unnatural in this respect.
Suzanne CollinsThey hadnโt counted on the highly controlled jabberjay having the brains to adapt to the wild, to pass on its genetic code, to thrive in a new form. They hadnโt anticipated its will to live.
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