Mrs-Odair-Mellark

So has the morning finally awoke, breaking  through the descent of darkness with it's light. Weak sun beams fighting their way through branches, lightening up my face, gently caressing it with their pleasant warmth.  A scent of fresh wrapping around trees, landing on the river's surface, fusioning all those fragrances together, creating a divine smell. A soft breeze was blowing through the leafs just above my head, causing them to shiver. Some even fall off, landing in the depth so far under. A friendly greeting from Nature, a song presented to us, an intro, leading us into the day. This day, which will swallow all the history that has been

Dying Thoughts - Cato and Clove I volunteered for glory, So I could fight and win I didn't care about the lives, Our my committed sin And now I find myself, Facing the ultimate price Losing my life, And hers to be precise Maybe I would be satisfied, If she could win this game But she faced death as well, I wonder if it was the same Did she think of me, As I am thinking of her Did she think of those moments, I wish that had occurred I wish you were here, Helping me die If I said I wasn't scared, It would be a lie I wish you could live on, I wish we had both won We would go back home, And run off into the sun