Catching Fire, Part II

I was finding it harder and harder to disagree with Prometheus. Everything he was saying made sense, whereas my conversations with Father only left me with more questions. […]


Catching Fire, Part I

I used to watch you run. The wolves would be after you, or the lions, or the ten thousand things my brother gave exceptional abilities to. They would chase you, and some of you would die, but the others, you kept running. […]