He reached for the rose, but a thorn pierced his palm in the shaky exchange.

“Well, you know what they say. The show’s not over until the mockingjay sings,” she said.

“Pontius,”

No fun watching the Games if we’re all too weak to fight, don’t you think?”

guess?” “We control it,” he said quietly. “If the war’s impossible to end, then we have to control it indefinitely. Just as we do now. With the Peacekeepers occupying the districts, with strict laws, and with reminders of who’s in charge, like the Hunger Games. In any scenario, it’s preferable to have the upper hand, to be the victor rather than th

Singing

Watching the bright pages of his picture books — the very ones he’d pored over with his mother — reduced to ashes had never failed to bring him to tears. But better off sad than dead.

“What young brains lack in experience they sometimes make up for in idealism. Nothing seems impossible to them.

Coriolanus glanced over in time to see the District 10 girl retrieve the cheese sandwich and take a furious bite before the bullets pierced her body,