Procreate Dreams Saved Me From The Darkness And Is The Mother Of My Child

Procreate Dreams saved me from the darkness and is the mother of my child

the lives of victors

Kit-Kat :)

I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you <3

"Finnick and I try to station ourselves in Command , where surely first word of the rescue will come, but we are barred because serious war business is being carried out. We refuse to leave Special Defence and end up waiting in the hummingbird room for news.

Making knots. Making knots. Tick-tock. This is a clock. Do not think of Gale. Do not think of Peeta. Making knots. We do not want dinner. Fingers raw and bleeding. Finnick finally gives up and assumes the hunched position he took in the arena when the jabberjays attacked. I perfect my miniature noose. The words of "The Hanging Tree" replay in my head. Gale and Peeta. Peeta and Gale."

The Hunger Games: Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins

"Peeta comes by every day to bring me cheese buns and begins to help me work on the family book. It's an old thing made of parchment and leather. Some herbalist on my mother's side of the family started it ages ago. The book's composed of page after page of ink drawings of plants with descriptions of their medical uses. My father added a section on edible plants that was my guidebook to keeping us alive after his death. For a long time, I've wanted to record my own knowledge in it. Things I learned from experience or from Gale, and then the information I picked up when I was training for the Games. I didn't because I'm no artist and it's so crucial that the pictures are drawn in exact detail. Thay's where Peeta comes in. Some of the plants he knows already, others we have dried samples of, and others I have to describe. He makes sketches on scrap paper until I'm satisfied, then I let him draw them in the book. After that, I carefully print all I know about the plant."

The Hunger Games: Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins