His fingers shivered, as if the north wind dug into them with the ferocity of a wild dog; But He knew that His hand missed Hers. Her hand had a way of making His hand feel at home, in the most wonderful of ways. So He placed His hand back into His coat, waiting till that moment, when He would be holding that hand that seemed to have “home” written all over it.
I love you. I’ve loved you since the first moment I saw you. I guess maybe I’ve even loved you before I saw you.
The universe is wider than our views of it.
We also want to share with you the sorrows of your losses. The tributes of this district were brave and noble warriors, who brought honor to their families and pride to their people. We are all of us, united, both victors and vanquished, in serving a common purpose. The power, and glory of the Capitol. Panem today, Panem tomorrow, Panem forever.