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Cato didn't mind it at all when he fell to the ground, and the mutts began to tear him apart. To him, he was already dead. He didn't really deserve to win these games. He could have saved her. He could have saved his Clove.
He felt numb as the mutts ripped into him, snarling and growling. He remembered Clove turning around and flashing him a snarky smile as she hit the centre of the target again. Remembered her sitting on top of him, pinning him down to the ground with a knife to his throat, smiling because she had won that time. Her lips, soft under his own.
Remembered blood splashing onto her face as she killed a helpless tribute, then flashing him a grim smile. Her telling him secretly under the stars that killing didn't make her feel exactly human anymore. Their argument over who would go in to kill Twelve and retrieve their packs. Her desperate screech for help, and watching her die, her hand clutched in his. Her lifeless hazel eyes cold and empty.
As the arrow that finally promised his death sped towards him, he fell to his knees. I'm sorry, he thought desperately. I'm sorry, Clove.
He felt numb as the mutts ripped into him, snarling and growling. He remembered Clove turning around and flashing him a snarky smile as she hit the centre of the target again. Remembered her sitting on top of him, pinning him down to the ground with a knife to his throat, smiling because she had won that time. Her lips, soft under his own.
Remembered blood splashing onto her face as she killed a helpless tribute, then flashing him a grim smile. Her telling him secretly under the stars that killing didn't make her feel exactly human anymore. Their argument over who would go in to kill Twelve and retrieve their packs. Her desperate screech for help, and watching her die, her hand clutched in his. Her lifeless hazel eyes cold and empty.
As the arrow that finally promised his death sped towards him, he fell to his knees. I'm sorry, he thought desperately. I'm sorry, Clove.
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Cato - Dying Thoughts
Dying Thoughts - Cato and Clove
I volunteered for glory,
So I could fight and win
I didn't care about the lives,
Our my committed sin
And now I find myself,
Facing the ultimate price
Losing my life,
And hers to be precise
Maybe I would be satisfied,
If she could win this game
But she faced death as well,
I wonder if it was the same
Did she think of me,
As I am thinking of her
Did she think of those moments,
I wish that had occurred
I wish you were here,
Helping me die
If I said I wasn't scared,
It would be a lie
I wish you could live on,
I wish we had both won
We would go back home,
And run off into the sun
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Cato's Farewell
I can't stop thinking of her. How is it that I never told her? Now, though, it's too late. Holding her in my arms, I stare into her dead eyes and blink away the burning feeling in my own. If only I were the dead one. I volunteered to come here for her just as much as the glory and yet I never told her. Never told her how much she meant to me.
The cannon's already fired though. It fired before I reached her and it was my name that she last uttered. My name she screamed through the field. And, as I came over the top of the hill, I saw her lips whisper it silently before the light left her beautiful dark eyes. Oh and I never told her!
"Clove
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Heat of Jealousy
She's sleeping with him! She just curled up beside him, put her head on his arm, and fell asleep! How dare she even touch him! How could she possibly be sleeping with him?!
My blood boils and churns in my veins. Despite the chill creeping in with the night, my face and body grow warm and I know I'm going red.
And how could he let her? He has never been interested in girls like her at home. What has changed in him that he will now let her spend the night curled up against his side? What has possessed him to allow this to happen?
For some reason I can't fully explain, I am jealous. If anyone in this pack has t
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clato for life.
And I've lost who I am, and I can't understand.
Why my heart is so broken, rejecting your love, without, love gone wrong, lifeless words carry on.
But I know, all I know, is that the end's beginning.
Who I am from the start, take me home to my heart.
Let me go and I will run, I will not be silent.
All this time spent in vain, wasted years, wasted gain.
All is lost, hope remains, and this war's not over.
There's a light, there's the sun, taking all shattered ones.
To the place we belong, and His love will conquer all.
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clato for life.
And I've lost who I am, and I can't understand.
Why my heart is so broken, rejecting your love, without, love gone wrong, lifeless words carry on.
But I know, all I know, is that the end's beginning.
Who I am from the start, take me home to my heart.
Let me go and I will run, I will not be silent.
All this time spent in vain, wasted years, wasted gain.
All is lost, hope remains, and this war's not over.
There's a light, there's the sun, taking all shattered ones.
To the place we belong, and His love will conquer all.
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SOB!!!!!!! :,( IM SO SAD!!!! WHY DID U DO THIS WHY