via: katnips
source: mellarkia

mellarkia:

The berries from Gale’s POV.

I remember a couple of weeks after I first met her I caught her picking berries. Not nightlock, but they would’ve put her in bed for a couple of days if she’d eaten them. I took them out of her hand and threw them in the stream, and we spent the next couple of days reading over her father’s book of edible plants, making sure we knew what was right and what was wrong. This is wrong. I can’t take those berries from her hand and throw them away. I can’t fight this battle for her. I can’t keep her alive; and christ, she’s really going to do this, isn’t she? I’m with you Catnip, whatever happens now. If you eat those berries I’ll see that they all burn for you, for Prim and for your mother. I hope you know that.