Real or not real? Real.


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‘But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips. On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. THe bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.’




“What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.”

“What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.”





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And Gale. I know him. He won’t be shouting and cheering. But he’ll be watching every moment, every twist and turn, and willing me to come home.



Peeta & Katniss









“I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun.”