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Letter: B
Word: Brave
Timeline: In Catching Fire when they are on the beach in the arena.
I used to think bearing a bow and arrow was it's definition.
To guard your family with every fiber of your being.
To survive despite the odds.
I still believe those are part of it.
I'm just beginning to discover that it has a much deeper meaning.
As I look into his eyes, I see it.
It takes my breath away.
But instead of turning away and wounding him like I have too many times before, I draw strength from the intensity of his gaze and meet him in doing what I both crave and fear.
I allow myself to love.
To love another- That is what it means to be brave.