April 2012
March 2012
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cassandraclare:
Jem leaned closer against the chair, staring into the fire. “Better it were my hands,” he said.
Will shook his head. Exhaustion was muting the edges of everything in the room, blurring the flocked wallpaper into a single mass of dark color. “No. Not your hands. You need your hands for the violin. What do I need mine for?”
Cassandra Clare: An Offering of Moonlight: Jem's... →
I have not read anything this spectacular since…oh wait, Clockwork Prince. But, boy oh boy, this passage is incredible. To the wonderful Cassandra Clare, I tip my hat to you.
cassandraclare:
An Offering of Moonlight.
This alternate scene gives Jem’s perspective on his and Tessa’s first kiss. It begins just after “Jem said nothing all the way back from Whitechapel, merely staring stonily...
president snow: LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS
peeta: TO BAKE SOME BUNS
haymitch: DID THEY SEND ME TRIBUTES WHEN I ASKED FOR RUM?
effie: you're the saddest bunch i ever met but you can bet, before we're through
haymitch: THAT I'LL
MAKE A VICTOR
OUT OF YOOOUUUU
effie, octavia, portia and flavius: stylish as the capitol-
cinna: BUT ON FIRE WITHIN
haymitch: once you earn your sponsors, you'll be SURE TO WIN
effie: you are a spineless
octavia and portia: PALE
flavius: and pathetic lot
haymitch: aND YOU HAVEN'T GOT A CLUEEEE
SOMEHOW I'LL
MAKE A VICTOR OUT OF YOOUUUU
katniss: um
