to roll in and die for their entertainment?
The cameras haven’t lied about its grandeur.
When I was younger, I scared my mother to death, the things I would blurt out about District 12, about the people who rule our country, Panem, from the far-off city called the Capitol. Eventually I understood this would only lead us to more trouble. So I learned to hold my tongue and to turn my features into an indifferent mask so that no one could ever read my thoughts.
Seneca Crane T-Shirt Giveaway! [BOYS EDITION]
This is my first giveaway and I am very excited about it. Ok, I am giving away this Seneca Crane inspired t-shirt that I made. The shirt is from H&M, so you don’t have to worry about bad quality. It’s made of 95% of cotton wool and 5% of spandex. The size of the shirt is M. You have time till JANUARY 15, then I’ll pick the winner randomly. Shipping: Worldwide. If you are a FANGIRL, click here!
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[…] but between the images we are privy to the real life action being played out on the set. Peeta’s attempt to continue speaking. The camera knocked down to record the white tiled floor. The scuffle of boots. The impact of the blow that’s inseperable from Peeta’s cry of pain.
And his blood as it splatters the tiles.
—Mockingjay, Beetee’s brilliant hacking attack gone wrong
Note: click to read along with the original scene, because I’m a dork like that :D