Shadow shrugged. "I do not know." He said, slightly suprised that she nodded instead of giving him that confused look that everyone did when he looked into the distance like this,
"Hey, have you ever seen fireflies? There's this really big field where they come out about this time." She said looking in the direction of it. "I was going to take Flame but he's not here... why waste a perfectly good firefly night?" She said scampering off into the woods. She turned to see if Shadow was following. "Come on!" She laughed and took off into a sprint, eager to see the fireflies first.
That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
Sometimes, someone says something so small, and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart. <3
There comes a point in every child's life, that they learn a dandelion is a weed. Not a flower.
Reach the unreached and touch the untouched.
Make a wish. Just because it makes you happy thinking about it if it did come true.
Phantom slid to a stop as she let out a small gasp. It was beautiful. In the dark night, the fireflies flutter around as if they were shooting slow stars. It was so enchanting. Phantom walked closer and ended up in the middle of the firefly field as one landed on her nose. Phantom stared at it and smiled.
-Here's what it looks like.-
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That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
Sometimes, someone says something so small, and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart. <3
There comes a point in every child's life, that they learn a dandelion is a weed. Not a flower.
Reach the unreached and touch the untouched.
Make a wish. Just because it makes you happy thinking about it if it did come true.
Phantom's eyes turned bright as the light of the firefly on her nose reflected into her eyes. She giggled as the firefly fly off her nose onto Shadow's.
That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
Sometimes, someone says something so small, and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart. <3
There comes a point in every child's life, that they learn a dandelion is a weed. Not a flower.
Reach the unreached and touch the untouched.
Make a wish. Just because it makes you happy thinking about it if it did come true.
Phantom smiled sweetly, but quickly turned away blushing. She looked dreamily as fireflies floated past her eyes. Her tail swayed back and forth ever so slightly. "Shadow, come here." She said in a said in a hushed voice. Her eyes still trained on the fireflies.
That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
Sometimes, someone says something so small, and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart. <3
There comes a point in every child's life, that they learn a dandelion is a weed. Not a flower.
Reach the unreached and touch the untouched.
Make a wish. Just because it makes you happy thinking about it if it did come true.
"Do you sing?" She asked, tilting her head to the side as her blue eyes looked to his curiously.
That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
Sometimes, someone says something so small, and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart. <3
There comes a point in every child's life, that they learn a dandelion is a weed. Not a flower.
Reach the unreached and touch the untouched.
Make a wish. Just because it makes you happy thinking about it if it did come true.