I wish they were all dead and we were, too. It would be best." Well, there's no good response to that. I can hardly dispute it since I was walking around with a syringe to kill Peeta when I found them. Do I really want him dead? What I want...what I want is to have him back.
Suzanne CollinsMy words hang in the air. I look to the screen, hoping to see them recording some wave of reconciliation going through the crowd. Instead I watch myself get shot on television.
Suzanne CollinsHis dad said even the cavemen had geniuses among them. Somebody had thought up the wheel.
Suzanne CollinsI raise my left arm and twist my neck down to rip off the pill on my sleeve. Instead my teeth sink into flesh. I yank my head back in confusion to find myself looking into Peetaโs eyes, only now they hold my gaze. Blood runs from the teeth marks on the hand he clamped over my nightlock. โLet me go!โ I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. โI canโt,โ he says.
Suzanne CollinsCharred bits of black silk swirl into the air, and pearls clatter to the stageโฆ Iโm in a dress of the exact design of my wedding dress, only itโs the color of coal and made of tiny feathers. Wonderingly, I lift my long, flowing sleeves into the air, and thatโs when I see myself on the television screen. Clothed in black except for the white patches on my sleeves. Or should I say my wings. Because Cinna had turned me into a mockingjay.
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