If he dies, I'll never go home. I'll spend the rest of my life in this arena, trying to think my way out.

“Then Octavia drops to her knees, rubs the hem of a skirt against her cheek, and…”

“Since my father died and I stopped trusting my mother, no one else's arms have …”

“Taking the kids from our districts, forcing them to kill one another while we w…”

“Hey, look at this!" He holds up a glistening, perfect pearl about the size of a…”