Sep 19, 2023
Foliage of The Hunger Games + elemental alchemy
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Foliage of The Hunger Games + elemental alchemy
“Three Questions”
“What was it like to love him?” Asked Gratitude. “It was like being exhumed,” I answered, “And brought to life in a flash of brilliance.” “What was it like to be loved in return?” Asked Joy. “It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness,” I replied. “To be heard after a lifetime of silence.” “What was it like to lose him?” Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded: “It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me—said all at once.”
― Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure
“They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.”
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_"That's why I killed Cato... and he killed Thresh... and he killed Clove... and she tried to kill me. It just goes around and around, and who wins? Not us. Not the districts. Always the capitol. But I'm tired of being a piece in their games.”_
Part I.II
“And then it happens. Up and down the row, the victors begin to join hands. Some right away, like the morphlings, or Wiress and Beetee. Others unsure but caught up in the demands of those around them, like Brutus and Enobaria. By the time the anthem plays its final strains, all twenty-four of us stand in one unbroken line in what must be the first public show of unity among the districts since the Dark Days. You can see the realization of this as the screens begin to pop into blackness. It's too late, though. In the confusion they didn't cut us off in time. Everyone has seen.”
Part I.II
As the tendrils of sleep syrup pull me down, I hear him whisper a word back, but I don’t quite catch it.
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“I just wanted to hold them accountable, if only for a moment. For killing that little girl.” insp.
“I'll tell them how I survive it. I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in things because I'm afraid it could be taken away. That's when I make a list in my head of every act of goodness I've seen someone do. It's like a game. Repetitive. Even a little tedious after more than twenty years. But there are much worse games to play.”