First it was a reminder of the rebellion, the price the districts had to pay, but I think it has grown from that.
against the capitol;
heaven, we hope, is just up the road
Burn everything you love then burn the ashes
Is it the never ending darkness in front of you which seems to swallow you piece by piece? Is it the slithering snake that proceeds to draw nearer and nearer with every growing second? Is it the walls of the coffin that close in around you and prevent your escape? Is it the hand that touches you when you are alone in a room? Is it your reflection in the mirror that blinks, when in reality your eyes don’t move? Oh, never-ending glory to the one who is brave enough to not only to face their fears, but to conquer them. But be warned. Twenty-four go in. But only one shall ever return.
The Fear Games
She has no idea. The effect she can have.
Deep in the meadow, hidden far away. A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray. Forget your woes and let your troubles lay. And when it’s morning again, they’ll wash away. Here it’s safe, here it’s warm. Here the daisies guard you from every harm. Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true. Here is the place where I love you.
when your hand finds the hand it was meant to hold..don´t let go
We are all of us united, both victors and vanquished, in serving a common purpose.