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[bread-bushes.livejournal.com]

War is ugly-- makes everything ugly.

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[eucre.livejournal.com]

Ugly, ugly... Red is not a nice color when it spills from someone's heart and lungs and everywhere.

[bread-bushes.livejournal.com]

Very true. Not a nice color at all.

[eucre.livejournal.com]

((Her little lips twist as she looks down at the ground, using the tip of her shoe to draw a small heart in the dirt.)) But things can get happy-happy again if everyone smiles. No frowning, all smiling~ It would be nice, maybe.

Life is a long word. Liiiiife. So life should be long too.

[wingaaardium.livejournal.com]

Concisely put- and true.

[bread-bushes.livejournal.com]

Never gets easier, does it?

[wingaaardium.livejournal.com]

While it's ongoing? No. But after- well, I wouldn't say that.

It doesn't easily get easier, I suppose.

[just-west.livejournal.com]

It's not meant to be pleasant.

[bread-bushes.livejournal.com]

Guess you're right. War never claims to be anything than what it is.

[just-west.livejournal.com]

And what it is I'm sure everyone knows, whether they've participated or not. [And Edmund is sure this boy has seen his fair share of it.]

Are you a soldier?

[tribute-on-fire.livejournal.com]

[Katniss sighs.]

Uglier when the soldiers are forced to fight.

[And she curls her legs to her body.]

[bread-bushes.livejournal.com]

Is it better to die for a cause?

[tribute-on-fire.livejournal.com]

If it's one you believe in.

This...I don't know how anyone can believe in this, Peeta.

Finally, a Peeta! :)

[maytheodds.livejournal.com]

( He isn't wrong, that much is for certain. In a world that has been torn apart by famine, bombs, and oppression, there is little beauty to be found. She just nods, pulls her knees up closer to her chest. )

Do you ever think about what it was like before? Before there were districts, before the Capitol?

Heya!

[bread-bushes.livejournal.com]

Not really. There's just so much to contend with now, in the present, that it's never made sense to me to think about a time so incredibly far away-- so out of reach.

What time frame is your Peeta from?

[maytheodds.livejournal.com]

( Every now and then Katniss allows herself the briefest reprieve to daydream about a time before life became nothing but a string of horrors one after another. She thinks about what it would be like for Prim, how her father never would have died. )

Yeah, me either. ( It's a lie, of course, but now she feels as though the daydreams are pointless or immature, so why own up to them? )

[eucre.livejournal.com]

Ugly, ugly... Red is not a nice color when it spills from someone's heart and lungs and everywhere.

[bread-bushes.livejournal.com]

Very true. Not a nice color at all.

[wingaaardium.livejournal.com]

Concisely put- and true.

[bread-bushes.livejournal.com]

Never gets easier, does it?

[just-west.livejournal.com]

It's not meant to be pleasant.

[bread-bushes.livejournal.com]

Guess you're right. War never claims to be anything than what it is.

[tribute-on-fire.livejournal.com]

[Katniss sighs.]

Uglier when the soldiers are forced to fight.

[And she curls her legs to her body.]

[bread-bushes.livejournal.com]

Is it better to die for a cause?

Finally, a Peeta! :)

[maytheodds.livejournal.com]

( He isn't wrong, that much is for certain. In a world that has been torn apart by famine, bombs, and oppression, there is little beauty to be found. She just nods, pulls her knees up closer to her chest. )

Do you ever think about what it was like before? Before there were districts, before the Capitol?

Heya!

[bread-bushes.livejournal.com]

Not really. There's just so much to contend with now, in the present, that it's never made sense to me to think about a time so incredibly far away-- so out of reach.