Chapter 5: The Wind and the Flame
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"Be mindful of the Stormtroopers." Haymitch said, under his breath, as they were made to stand with
the other tributes.
"They're constantly on edge." said an unfamiliar voice, behind Effie.
"Cinna, darling!" Effie squealed, embracing him in a hug.
"Effie, you look well as always," Cinna said, as they parted. "Are these the tributes from District
Twelve?"
Effie nodded.
"Cinna, this is Katniss and Gale. Katniss and Gale, this is Cinna." Effie said, introducing them.
"I've been designing some stuff, but I'll scrap it for the sake of you two." Cinna said, almost reverently.
"Why?" Gale asked.
"What makes us so special? We don't even show up on Snow's radar." Katniss spoke up, confused.
"There's something about you two. You Katniss, are the flame. You Gale, as your name suggests, are the
wind. You two are survivors, not celebrities. The Capitol has never beheld the likes of what you two
represent." Cinna said, looking as if he was in a trance.
"What do we represent?" Gale asked.
"You represent a brave new world." Cinna smiled and was gone.