When I hear the screams of the crowd, I think it’s because I must look stunning. Then I notice something is rising up around me. Smoke. From fire. Not the flickery stuff I wore last year in the chariot, but something much more real that devours my dress. I begin to panic as the smoke thickens. Charred bits of black silk swirl in the air, and pearls clatter to the stage. Somehow I’m not afraid to stop because my flesh doesn’t seem to be burning and I know Cinna must be behind whatever is happening. So I keep spinning and spinning. For a split second I’m gasping, completely engulfed in the strange flames. Then all at once, the fire is gone. I slowly come to a stop, wondering if I’m naked and why Cinna has arranged to burn away my wedding dress. But I’m not naked. I’m in a dress of the exact same design of my wedding dress, only it’s the color of coal and made of tiny feathers. Wonderingly, I lift my long, flowing sleeves into the air, and that’s when I see myself on the television screen. Clothed in black except for the white patches on my sleeves. Or should I say my wings. Because Cinna has turned me into a mockingjay.
cinna is the best part of this series
I believe Cinna knew this was his final act, because he couldn’t have believed that this would go unnoticed. And once Katniss was more finally made aware of the rebellion and where she stood as a part of it that Cinna’s sacrifice was what drove her on. He was the only ‘real’ person among all the capitol zombies and the only one who really saw Katniss for who she was and who he believed she could be. Cinna is, was, and will always be my favorite character.
All that and it wasn’t even Sammy.
It just didn’t click for me, at first, which is why I hadn’t felt a thing when I watched his death. I didn’t cry, I was surprised, and a little hurt, but the impact just wasn’t there. And finally, Kevin’s death hit me a couple of hours ago. It came hard, all the pain came rushing in out of nowhere because I see now, he’s really gone. Gone. And I remember how much he has grown as a character, the boy in advanced placement, who did not ask for any of this, thrust into a world he had no idea existed at such a young age. Man, he’s younger than me. We may have lost a Kevin tonight, but like Osric said, Kevin lives. In all of our hearts, and I will never forget the story of that brave boy from Neighbor, Michigan.
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Zachary Quinto at a Wedding x
#oh no #it happened #i’ve fallen in love with zachary quinto #i mean i’ve always loved him but then he cracked up at the dead DJ #and now i’m done for it’s over i’m completely head over heels #is this what it feels like to be chris pine because i don’t want it (tags via radiophile)
If video games aren’t art, then explain this
"there will be free food"