"you will rescue peeta at the earliest opportunity
or you will find another mockingjay”
Are you, are you
coming to the tree?
Wear a necklace of rope,
side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here,
no stranger would it seem,
if we met up at midnight
in the hanging tree.
This came to me today and I just had to write it. Thank you to dmarie1985 for editing so quickly. I love you.
I always felt at ease when I spoke to Caesar. He was never a threat to me and I find his colorful hair and blinding white smile amusing, but the circumstances are different now.
The Peacekeepers stand behind Caesar with loaded guns pointed right at me. If I even blink wrong they will shoot me dead. I’m probably better off dead anyway. They won’t tell me if Katniss is alive. I’ve begged but they won’t give me even the smallest hint that she’s still here. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I can do this. They want me to play a part and I’ll do it. I can’t have my family see me executed on live television.
"You’re alive," I whisper […] Peeta’s alive. And a traitor. But at the moment, I don’t care. Not what he says, or who he says it for, only that he is still capable of speech.