One More Thing ...

     She looks exhausted, but she’s sure Katniss has seen worse; her neck is healing, at least. Cosima doesn’t feel quite as guilty asking her questions, now. Her own gaze is just as tired, a little lost, but there are glimmers of hope in those dark brown eyes. “Hey… how’re you feeling?”

“Honestly?” she asks, “Probably better than I look.” She wasn’t holed up in the hospital so much anymore. Back in her family quarters. “How about you? Still hard at work?” It was a habit now. She’d check in on the scientist, not just for her and Peeta’s sake -- but to escape her duties and give the woman some company.

“I think I am pretty resilient and resourceful, I was also a girl scout, so I know a few things.” - Lindsey Morgan on her odds of surviving an apocalypse.

she’s mad , but she’s magic . there’s no lie in her fire .

   “War, terrible war. Widows, orphans, a motherless child. This was the uprising that rocked our land. Thirteen districts rebelled against the country that fed them, loved them, protected them. Brother turned on brother until nothing remained. And then came the peace, hard fought, sorely won. As people rose up from the ashes and a new era was born. But freedom has a cost. When the traitors were defeated, we swore as a nation we would never know this treason again. And so it was decreed that, each year, the various districts of Panem would offer up, in tribute, one young man and woman to fight to the death in a pageant of honor, courage and sacrifice. The lone victor, bathed in riches, would serve as a reminder of our generosity and our forgiveness. This is how we remember our past. This is how we safeguard our future.”

Disney songs+ the hunger games: “reflection” from mulan(1998)

            ❛       —————————    I am cursed with feeling everything, feeling ‘too much’. For this I am also cursed with understanding. I find the good in every evil, and for this i am cursed.