Peeta gently lifts up the morphling and carries her the last few yards to the beach while Finnick and I keep our weapons at the ready. But except for the orange carcasses on the ground, the monkeys are gone. Peeta lays the morphling on the sand. I cut away the material over her chest, revealing the four deep puncture wounds. Blood slowly trickles from them, making them look far less deadly than they are. The real damage is inside. By the position of the openings, I feel certain the beast ruptured something vital, a lung, maybe even her heart.
She lies on the sand, gasping like a fish out of water. Sagging skin, sickly green, her ribs as prominent as a child’s dead of starvation. Surely she could afford food, but turned to the morphling just as Haymitch turned to drink, I guess. Everything about her speaks of waste—her body, her life, the vacant look in her eyes. I hold one of her twitching hands, unclear whether it moves from the poison that affected our nerves, the shock of the attack, or withdrawal from the drug that was her sustenance. There is nothing we can do. Nothing but stay with her while she dies.
get to know me meme: [1/5] favorite female characters → Katniss Everdeen.
"Katniss Everdeen, the girl who was on fire. I wouldn’t much care except the sight of my body brings back the memory of the pain. And why I was in pain. And what happened just before the pain started. And how I watched my little sister become a human torch.
Closing my eyes doesn’t help. Fire burns brighter in the darkness.”
Character development, anyone?
I never realized how powerful this line is. It’s not just that she’s saying Katniss is beautiful, she’s also saying the people of the capitol aren’t. That their beauty is not real. It’s not beautiful. She’s not beautiful. All the wigs, make up and silly fussy dresses she wears are not beautiful. It’s not real beauty.
I can’t explain to you guys how much I love and adore her.
I fucking love Effie and that bitch made me cry with her apology. I legitimately shed ACTUAL FUCKING TEARS and I NEVER do that, okay? Not at movies. But Liz Banks portrayed her so perfectly and I just…she became one of my favorite characters in both the movie and the book, Catching Fire.
So after, when he whispers, “You love me. Real or not real?” I tell him, “Real.”
Everybody always seems to know my secrets before I know them myself.