[изображение]“Yes. You can!” I tell him. Peeta shakes his head “Im losing it. I’ll go mad. Like them.” Like the mutts. Like a rabid beast bent on ripping my throat out. And here, finally here in this place, in there circumstances, i will really have to kill him. And Snow has one to much already today. It’s a long shot, it’s suicide maybe, but i do the...
