And it was always the stories that needed the telling that gave us the rope we could cross any river with. They balanced us high above any crevasse. They made us be natural acrobats. They made us brave. They met us well. They changed us. It was in their nature to.
- - Ali Smith, girl meets boy: the myth of iphis.
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And second: this is a lovely, lovely fic! Wonderfully-written and true to character. His moments with Madge and Katniss were very well done, and I also really liked the little glimpses into his life pre-Katniss.
"“That means I wasn't dying alone,” she says simply, and laces her fingers through his." FEELS.
Loved this. <3
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I love Gale a lot as a character (which is odd,because I don't really like him in the books) so I'm glad you liked it. :-)
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