“Words, I think, are such unpredictable creatures.
No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.”
If you manifest your true self through nature and your normal surroundings, I find that the most eerie. Like when you see birds suddenly start flying in a different direction or when you see moths forming weird shapes, I think that’s the weirdest way to let yourself be known.
Cressida is a resident director from the Capitol who joined the rebellion along with her camera crew, Castor and Pollux, and her assistant Messalla, and headed to District 13 when they fled the Capitol. Cressida was told by Plutarch Heavensbee to follow Katniss Everdeen throughout her journeys in the rebellion so they could make numerous propos across Panem in order to encourage strength and morale in the rebels.
“Here. Give me your hands.” Surprised, Tessa held her hands out to him—and was horrified. They were filthy, the nails cracked and broken and thick with half-moons of dirt where she had clawed at the Yorkshire earth. There was even a bloody scratch across her knuckles, though she had no memory of having gotten it. Not a lady’s hands. She thought of Jessamine’s perfect pink and white paws. “Jessie would be horrified,” she said mournfully. “She’d tell me I had charwoman’s hands.” “And what, pray tell, is dishonourable about that?” said Jem as he gently cleaned the dirt from her scratches. “I saw you chase after us, and that automaton creature. If Jessamine does not know by now that there is honour in blood and dirt, she never will.” The cool cloth felt good on her fingers. She looked up at Jem, who was intent on his task, his lashes a fringe of lowered silver. “Thank you,” she said. “I doubt I was any help at all, and probably a hindrance, but thank you all the same.” He smiled at her, the sun coming out from behind clouds. “That’s what we’re training you for, isn’t it?”