|| ; apbrino ;; maysileexdonner ;; boywiththexbread ;; || ; archeressx ;; flamingarcher ;;
" -- I think you dropped something, there."

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|| ; apbrino ;; maysileexdonner ;; boywiththexbread ;; || ; archeressx ;; flamingarcher ;;
" -- I think you dropped something, there."
nightmares || closed.
The nights went on, same as all the others. Peeta had gone to sleep. Haymitch already stumbled down the hall, drunk. God knows where Effie was.
Which left Katniss, restlessly tossing in the hopeless sleep she managed to obtain. There was no doubt that she'd been talking in her sleep again--- the scene of Rue's demise was too much to bear. There became a point where the huntress' talking grew. Lately, murmurs had been transformed into coherent speech, then normal talking to crying, and screaming. Thank God the train had thick walls; the last thing Katniss wanted was to wake the others.
But yet, here she was-- yet again. The notorious spear was prepared to enter Rue's body as Katniss jolted awake with a sharp cry. She silently prayed no one would hear, but that wasn't likely.
“Ouch. That sounds painful…”