The Cast of The Hunger Games: Catching Fire and director at Cannes 2013.
The sensation inside me grows warmer and spreads out from my chest, down through my body, out along my arms and legs, to the tips of my being. Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of making my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind.
It’s the first crack of the lightning storm—the bolt hitting the tree at midnight—that brings us to our senses. It rouses Finnick as well. He sits up with a sharp cry. I see his fingers digging into the sand as he reassures himself that whatever nightmare he inhabited wasn’t real.
“I can’t sleep anymore,” he says. “One of you should rest.” Only then does he seem to notice our expressions, the way we’re wrapped around each other. “Or both of you. I can watch alone.”
- Catching Fire
This is something I’ve been working on for a while: a graphic set for a hypothetical illustrated version of ‘The Hunger Games.’ I wanted to give it kind of a Hans Christian Andersen ‘fairytale’ feel so I stuck to vintage-y pastels.
I used tons of different textures from all over the place so if one is calling out to you, ask and I can try to track it down.
Parts two and three coming soon.
The Host + scenerygasm