So what should we do with our last few days?”
“I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you,” Peete replies.
“Come on, then,” I say, pulling him into my room.
It feels like a luxury, sleeping with Peeta again. I didn’t realize until now how starved I’ve been for human closeness. For the feel of him beside me in the darkness.
Stichwörter: love comfort luxury
Together? Together.
Suzanne CollinsI got the idea from our family’s plant book. The place where we recorded things you cannot trust to memory. The page begin’s with the person’s picture. A photo if we can find it. If not, a sketch or a painting by Peeta. Then, in my most careful handwriting, come all the details it would be a crime to forget. Lady licking Prim’s cheek. My father’s laugh. Peeta’s father with the cookies. The colour of Finnick’s eyes. What Cinna would do with a length of silk. Boggs reprogramming the Holo. Rue poised on her toes, arms slightly extended, like bird about to take flight. On and on. We seal the pages with salt water and promises to live well to make their deaths count. Haymitch finally joins us, contributing twenty-three years of tributes he was forced to mentor. Additions become smaller. An old memory that surfaces. A late promise preserved between the pages. Strange bits of happiness, like the photo of Finnick and Annie’s newborn son.
Suzanne CollinsNot everyone is treated with such respect. But whenever my father sang, all the birds in the area would fall silent and listen. His voice was beautiful, high and clear and so filled with life it made you want to laugh and cry at the same time.
Suzanne CollinsOh, well, I think. There will be twenty-four of us. Odds are someone else will kill him before I do. Of course, the odds have not been very dependable of late.
Suzanne CollinsDon't you see, Katniss, this will decide things. One way or the other.
Suzanne CollinsDon't you see, Katniss, this will decide things. One way or the other. By the end of the day, they'll ether be dead or with us. It's...it's more than we could hope for!
Well, that's a sunny view of our situation.
Beetee's glad we find the plan hard to follow, because then our enemies will, too.
Like your electricity trap in the arena? I ask.
Exactly. And see how well that worked out? says Beetee.
Well...not really, I think.
Stichwörter: katniss
Peeta'nın, Oyunlar'ı resmetmek için bir fırçaya ihtiyacı yoktu. Sözcüklerle de aynı ustalıkla oynayabiliyordu.
Suzanne CollinsStichwörter: mockingjay alaycı-kuş
But in District 12, where the word tribute is pretty much synonymous with the word corpse, volunteers are all but extinct.
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