Would you like to be in a real war? Imagine thousands of your people, dead. Your loved ones, gone.
Then I notice something is rising up around me. Smoke. From fire. Not the flickery stuff I wore last year in the chariot, but something much more real that devours my dress. I begin to panic as the smoke thickens. Charred bits of black silk swirl into the air, and pearls clatter to the stage. Somehow I’m afraid to stop because my flesh doesn’t seem to be burning and I know Cinna must be behind whatever is happening. So I keep spinning and spinning. For a split second I’m gasping, completely engulfed in the strange flames. Then all at once, the fire is gone. I slowly come to a stop, wondering if I’m naked and why Cinna has arranged to burn away my wedding dress. But I’m not naked. I’m in a dress of the exact design of my wedding dress, only it’s the color of coal and made of tiny feathers. Wonderingly, I lift my long, flowing sleeves into the air, and that’s when I see myself on the television screen. Clothed in black except for the white patches on my sleeves. Or should I say my wings. Because Cinna has turned me into a mockingjay.
Jennifer Lawrence & Kristen Stewart, drawn with colored pencils by _artistiq
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Taylor Alison Swift - a triology
FIFA World Cup 2014 - Germany Victory Celebration
I’ll be honest, I let myself go at Christmas. By the time January came around and I insisted that I’d go back to the gym, I kind of went, ‘You know what? I’m gonna enjoy myself for at least a few months more.’
Jennifer Lawrence and Emma Watson pose backstage after the Christian Dior show on July 7, 2014 in Paris, France.
Iceland in summary, since words cannot describe.