“Maybe I'll be like the man in the Hanging Tree still waiting for an answer.' Gale who I have never seen cry has tears in his eyes. To keep them from spilling over. I reach forward and press my lips against his. We taste of heat, ashes and misery.”
“He tilts his forehead down to rest against mine and pulls me closer. His skin, his whole being radiates heat from being so near the fire, and I close my eyes, soaking in his warmth. I breathe in the smell of snow-dampened leather and smoke and apples, the smell of all those wintry days we shared before the Games. I don't try to move away. Why should I anyway? His voice drops to a whisper. "I love you." That's why.”
"Gale is mine, I am his. Anything else is unthinkable."
Can you guys believe I actually made a Katniss/Gale drawing? I mean, that guy doesn't look like Gale at all, but oh well..................
As much as I loved Katniss and Peeta together, I couln't help but feel terrible for Gale at the end of Mockingjay. How things ended between Katniss and him felt wrong. They were so close to each other before the Games, and then they basically saw their whole world burst in flames and turn into ashes.
I don't know...Gale had been through a lot, and I suppose I could say he had a right to be bitter, but his bitterness in the Mockingjay really made me not like him anymore. Before she died, I shipped him and Madge so hard, though. Beautiful picture, though.
Very nice Well maybe it was not right end for Gale but it was very true... It happens very often in real life that friends split up, and betray each other. We never know, and Katniss neither was it one of Gale's bomb that killed Primrose.
Before she died, I shipped him and Madge so hard, though.
Beautiful picture, though.