by Hazza » Fri Dec 23, 2011 5:28 am
Claire brings the horses back to the barn and puts bandages on. "I'm so sorry." She says again. "This was all my fault." Before she goes she gives each horse a peppermint, apples, carrot, and a sugarcube. She kisses each on the fore head and leaves quietly.
Stammer looks at both horses and snorts. "Same teenagers that trashed me when I was kid." He said. "They have that same dirty smell."
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. <3There 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.