President Snow:
Sometimes I wonder. When I see their silly fashions, hear their insipid conversations. Sometimes I wonder if this is worth saving.
But the dark days must never be repeated, we cannot survive devastation on such a scale. Panem must stay united, whatever the cost.
They blame us, I see it in their coal smudged faces, their hardened eyes. They see our dazzling city and spit in disgust. But it was the original rebels who led us to this, it was the people who brought this on themselves.
It's only right that they should pay. I am not the enemy here.
A/N: Hey, so this is the final chapter, of this long, long story. This is also probably my last fanfiction, though I really do want to finish "Bending the Rules." Anyone who's made it this far, thank you soooo much and I hope you enjoyed this long, long ride. And if you'd be kind enough to review...for old times sake? Regardless, I really hope you liked this story and if I'm not back, I'll miss you! Love, Maysilee