But it’s not true. A mockingbird is just a songbird. A mockingjay is a creature the Capitol never intended to exist. They hadn’t counted on the highly controlled jabberjay having the brains to adapt to the wild, to pass on its genetic codem, to thrive in a new form. They hadn’t anticipated its will to live.
Good luck and may the odds be ever in your favor.
Everyone has their reservations, naturally. You being from the coal district. But I said, and this was very clever of me, I said, ‘Well, if you put enough pressure on coal it turns to pearls!’” Effie beams at us so brilliantly that we have no choice but to respond.
Did you indeed?” said Ripred. “It seems like only yesterday you were a baby bouncing on your grandpa’s knee. And now you’re starting wars. They grow up so fast.
One look tells you ours have had more food, nicer clothing, and better dental care,” said Dean Highbottom. “Assuming anything more, a physical, mental, or especially a moral superiority, would be a mistake. That sort of hubris almost finished us off in the war.
He wished he had some bread crumbs or something to leave a trail. Of course, if he had bread crumbs, he wouldn’t be looking for food. Just sitting around eating bread crumbs. Whatever.
That he knows the audience will be wondering why he hasn’t used the most persuasive argument in his arsenal. That sponsors must be manipulated.
We both know they have to have a victor. It can only be one of us. Please, take it. For me.
I can only manage to hold on to one simple thought: an image of Snow’s face accompanied by the whisper in my head. I will kill you.
Come on,” I say in exasperation, extricating myself from his grasp but not before he gets in another kiss.
I’m about to panic when I remember the rabbit I startled earlier today. It has to drink, too. I just have to find out where.
Snow cannot afford to waste Peeta’s life, especially now, while the Mockingjay causes so much havoc. He’s killed Cinna already. Destroyed my home. My family, Gale, and even Haymitch are out of his reach. Peeta’s all he has left.
Luxa stood up, her face paler than usual. She went to her cousin, sat beside him, and put her arms around him. Pressing her forehead into his shoulder, she said, “She will fly with you always. You know this. She will fly with you always.
Our part of District 12, nicknamed the Seam, is usually crawling with coal miners heading out to the morning shift at this hour. Men and women with hunched shoulders, swollen knuckles, many who have long since stopped trying to scrub the coal dust out of their broken nails, the lines of their sunken faces. But today the black cinder streets are empty. Shutters on the squat gray houses are closed. The reaping isn’t until two. May as well sleep in. If you can. Our.
Haymitch shrugs. “Peeta has asked to be coached separately.
Alma Coin, the president of 13, who just watches. She’s fifty or so, with gray hair that falls in an unbroken sheet to her shoulders. I’m somewhat fascinated by her hair, since it’s so uniform, so without a flaw, a wisp, even a split end. Her eyes are gray, but not like those of people from the Seam. They’re very pale, as if almost all the color has been sucked out of them. The color of slush that you wish would melt away.
Finnick looks at Johanna and raises his eyebrows. He will not go forward without her.
When he asks us about the future, Peeta gets down on one knee, pours out his heart, and begs me to marry him. I, of course, accept.
There’s no question of privacy. When it comes to my body, we have no secrets, these three people and me.
What did the Capitol do to her after she won?