still hot, still glowing, still red as red.

      Another night,  sleepless  as the last.  Still       she can’t decide if the lack of rest is worse       than the darkened dreamscape that comes       to her when sleep takes her under. Both       threaten to alter her mental state and never       fail to fulfill on that harrowing promise. So       even though she had closed her eyes and       let the nightmares come to her, it felt as if       no sleep had come at all, and thus another       night of sleepless sleep. There remained to       be one difference of the two. She didn’t      scream when she was fully awake. No. Only       when she woke to her own voice did Katniss       realize she had slept at all. And Peeta knew.       And Haymitch knew. Anyone in earshot of       her opened window would know then if they       didn’t know already, you can’t escape your                            D E M O N S.    

⸢                           ❛   –   I'm sorry if I woke you at all last night.                              I didn’t mean to fall asleep. Just happened  ❜

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