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Stories and Photographs
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Series of Poster Designs by Lowe-SSP3 made by using elements of famous characters.
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tastefulsouls asked:
Another question. Do you think catching Fire won't come out until November 2013, for sure? I really hope it comes out sooner hey.
Well, I’m not sure about that. But hey, don’t rush it. Let’s give them enough time to create a movie that won’t disappoint us :)
tastefulsouls asked:
What are your thoughts on how Mockingjay ended? I believe it ended to quickly and it could have gone on a bit better and discussed more about Peeta and Katniss's relationship.
I think that’s all there was to say. I found the ending neither happy nor sad. It made me feel empty. The damage done to the two is irreversible and it makes my heart feel heavy. I guess that’s the happiest ending Ms. Collins can give our protagonists.
What more about their relationship would you like to be discussed?
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“You see, before he came down here, it never snoweed. And afterwards, it did. If he weren’t up there now.. I don’t think it would be snowing. Sometimes you can still catch me dancing in it.”
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Peeta and I grow back together. There are still moments when he clutches the back of a chair and hangs on until the flashbacks are over. I wake screaming from nightmares of mutts and lost children. But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips. On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
So after, when he whispers, “You love me. Real or not real?”
I tell him, “Real.”
My anger’s returning. I don’t care about his recovery—this isn’t the business of the people behind the glass. “He’s not a bad kisser either,” I say shortly.
“And it was okay with both of us? You kissing the other?” he asks.
“No. It wasn’t okay with either of you. But I wasn’t asking your permission,” I tell him.
Peeta laughs again, coldly, dismissively. “Well, you’re a piece of work, aren’t you?”
“We were outside at the end of the day. I tried to catch your eye. You looked away. And then…for some reason, I think you picked a dandelion.” I nod. He does remember. I have never spoken about that moment aloud. “I must have loved you a lot.”
“You did.” My voice catches and I pretend to cough.
“And did you love me?” he asks.
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Gale does look striking in the uniform, I guess. But the question just embarrasses us both, given our history. I’m trying to think of a witty comeback, when Boggs says brusquely, “Well, don’t expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick Odair in his underwear.” I decide to go ahead and like Boggs.
