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Flight is essential, but I can’t let my fear show.
Years passed, but each and every day, Annie walked out to the beach, to the very place where her and Finnick met for the first time. And every day she sat down, burying her feet in the sand, her gaze wandering up to look at the clear skies.
This was the place that he, Finnick Odair, had saved her life. Because in meeting him, he had been the one to save her from her own nightmares.
And every day, as Annie looked up at the skies, she whispered under her breath,
“Hey, Finn.”
Annie Cresta; poor mad girl back home.
The hardest thing is finding the courage to do it.
emma. 16. sweden. personal blog.
Obnoxious Gale Hawthorne stan. I like music, fictional characters and diet pepsi. I'm an unorganized mess of a person who watches movies instead of sorting out my life. I harbor a borderline unhealthy affection for koalas and Liam hemsworth and like to gif pretty people's faces instead of sleeping. I make long and irrelevant tags and get emotional over books and french fries.
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