A/N: SPOILER, DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED MOCKINGJAY!
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Okay, this is Prim's death, her POV.
She walks.
Where's Katniss?
A shadow
blots out the sun.
The Capitol seal
appears above her,
emblazed into a hovercraft.
Silver parachutes freefall
into the waiting hands
of children.
Her eyes widen as she
realizes what they are.
She rushes over to a
nearby child, snatches it
from their hands.
"Don't open-"
But the top unfolds anyway,
blossoms open like the flower
she was named for,
and she stares down into its contents.
A flash of light,
a searing heat,
and suddenly
she is no more.