If The Careers Want Me, Let Them

Taking The Kids From Our Districts, Forcing Them To Kill One Another While We Watch – This Is The Capitol’s Way Of Reminding Us How Totally We Are At Their Mercy.

Oh, And I Suppose The Apples Ate The Cheese.

Yes. I Killed Him. And Buried Her In Flowers," I Say. "and I Sang Her To Sleep.

Well, I Don't Have Much Competition Here." "you Don't Have Much Competition Anywhere.

She's Prim's Size In Diameter.