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And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted – nevermore! And so I remain, forever trapped in my chamber. I am so desperate to forget. To escape the grief, the aching loneliness, the loss of those I love. There are no mementos of them; all are burned…

But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, “Lenore?” This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, “Lenore!” Merely this and nothing more. I lie on her grave and remain there as night falls, dawn breaks, and blackness descends again….

What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking “Nevermore.” Now that Lenore Dove has said her piece, other ghosts, filled with hate and rage, visit me in the night. Panache seems to have little to do but hunt me down and Silka thinks I owe her a crown. The…

“No, Haymitch, we need someone exactly like you.” “Just luckier?” I say. “Luckier, or with better timing. Having an army at their back wouldn’t hurt.” “Sure, that would’ve helped. Where’re you going to get an army, Plutarch?” “If we can’t find one, we’ll have to build one. But obviously, finding one’s easier.” “And then we…

“Lenore Dove?” I press mine against hers. Willing her to stay with me. Refusing to say good-bye. But when I pull back, I taste the poison and know she is gone. The nightmare always starts with me feeding her that gumdrop. We’re in the Meadow, holding fast to each other, her face shining with tears…

This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, “Lenore!” Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. “Surely,” said I, “surely that is something at my window lattice; Let me see, then, what thereat is,…

Clerk Carmine takes a step forward, but Tam Amber lays a hand on his arm, and he just resigns himself to a parting shot. “Don’t make us come down to fetch you, young lady.” The uncles head back to the house. Suddenly, I feel a burst of affection for Clerk Carmine. We both really want…

When I’ve played out my hand, When I’ve paid all my debts, When I have no regrets, Right here in The old therebefore, When nothing Is left anymore. The mourners have quieted. When I’m pure like a dove, When I’ve learned how to love, Right here in The old therebefore, When nothing Is left anymore….

No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. Strange things indeed. A dead man calling out. His ghost. No, Lenore Dove said it was a bird. Birds. Jabberjays. The failed mutts let loose to die in District 12. But they defied the Capitol’s sentence of extinction by fathering…

I get some teeth into his palm and he jerks his hand back, but I’m only free enough to yell. “Ma! Sid! Maaaaa!” Blair, kneeling on my right arm, leans in. Tears cut channels through his soot-blackened face. “We’re so sorry, Haymitch. We tried. You know we did. We just couldn’t save them.” “No! Let…