Swathed in silk, I feel like a caterpillar in a cocoon awaiting metamorphosis. I always supposed that to be a peaceful condition. At first it is. But as I journey into the night, I feel more and more trapped, suffocated by the slippery bindings, unable to emerge until I have transformed into something of beauty. I squirm, trying to shed my ruined body and unlock the secret to growing flawless wings. Despite enormous effort, I remain a hideous creature, fired into my current form by the blast from the bombs.
Suzanne CollinsSuddenly I am furious, that with my life on the line, they donโt even have the decency to pay attention to me. That Iโm being upstaged by a dead pig.
Suzanne CollinsTaking the kids from our districts, forcing them to kill one another while we watch โ this is the Capitolโs way of reminding us how totally we are at their mercy.
Suzanne Collins