A sketchy little story about a boy, a human mockingjay, eyes bluer than skies,
and way too many explosions. It stomps on my heart and makes me cry. (THG in Book Thief narration style, Gale-centric)
Katniss and Gale by ~bloodsmoothy
“So that’s who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.”
I wanted to tell you how very sorry I am about your sister. So wasteful, so unnecessary. Anyone could see the game was over by that point. In fact, I was just about to issue an official surrender when they released those parachutes...Well, you really didn't think I gave the order, did you? We both know I'm not above killing children, but I'm not wasteful. I take life for very specific reasons. And there was no reason for me to destroy a pen full of Capitol children. None at all.
Cailey made this beautiful animated drawing of Johanna and Katniss of the scene where they go out training in the rain, and I am dying because it’s perfect.
I was eleven then. Five years later, I still wake up screaming for him to run.