“Katniss,” Gale says softly. I recognize that voice. It’s the same one he uses to approach wounded animals before he delivers a deathblow. I Instinctively raise my hand to block his words but he catches it and holds on tightly. “Don’t,” I whisper. But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me. “Katniss, There is no District Twelve.”

Rise up and take the power back.

I protect Prim in every way I can, but I am powerless against the reaping.

risarodil:

Currently in Catching Fire mode

anything else is unthinkable

Catching Fire portraits. (x)

Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor.