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The Ashes of District Twelve Trilogy by silvercistern [Mature]
Fandom: THE HUNGER GAMES
Pairing: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark (Everlark)
Length: 147,608 words
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silvercistern
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Why this must be read: This trilogy is absolutely lovely. There's no other way to describe it. It begins in that uncertain place between the end of Mockingjay and the epilogue and fills in all the nooks and crannies that had remained empty. This story is a rich continuation of Suzanne Collin's characters and explores them as they embark on a life in post-war Panem. Their hopes, their fears, their lives--it's all in this trilogy. The first book is narrated by Peeta, the second by Katniss, and the third by Haymitch. By the time you finish it I'm almost certain that much, if not all of this story will enter into your personal head canon for the series.
"Peeta," Dr. Aurelius had said in his slow way, "I'm not going to tell you what to do. If you avoid the items on this list as much as possible, you will probably have very few memory incidents in the foreseeable future." Memory incidents was the term he insisted on using for the flashbacks. It made more sense, I suppose, because flashback implied I was recalling something that had actually happened. The doctor had paused for a long time, as he often did. I assumed that he was finished.
But he wasn't.
"You could probably go the rest of your life avoiding these things. But if I might overstep my professional boundaries rather recklessly, I would suggest that you learn to deal with them instead."
And then he said I was free to go. Go wherever in Panem I wanted. And then, with the slightest twinkle in his eye, he told me that when I got there I should to tell her to pick up her damn phone.
The next day, I took the first train back to Twelve. As my mountains loomed into view, I took the list out of my pocket and read it one more time, even though I knew the contents by heart.
Blood.
Bees.
Explosions.
Dogs.
Pain.
Gale.
And at the very bottom, in small block letters.
Katniss.
The Ashes of District Twelve by silvercistern
Book 1: The List
Book 2: The Good Wife
Book 3: The Grandmentor
Pairing: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark (Everlark)
Length: 147,608 words
Author on LJ:
silvercisternAuthor Website: Author on AO3 | Author on FFN | Author on Tumblr
Why this must be read: This trilogy is absolutely lovely. There's no other way to describe it. It begins in that uncertain place between the end of Mockingjay and the epilogue and fills in all the nooks and crannies that had remained empty. This story is a rich continuation of Suzanne Collin's characters and explores them as they embark on a life in post-war Panem. Their hopes, their fears, their lives--it's all in this trilogy. The first book is narrated by Peeta, the second by Katniss, and the third by Haymitch. By the time you finish it I'm almost certain that much, if not all of this story will enter into your personal head canon for the series.
"Peeta," Dr. Aurelius had said in his slow way, "I'm not going to tell you what to do. If you avoid the items on this list as much as possible, you will probably have very few memory incidents in the foreseeable future." Memory incidents was the term he insisted on using for the flashbacks. It made more sense, I suppose, because flashback implied I was recalling something that had actually happened. The doctor had paused for a long time, as he often did. I assumed that he was finished.
But he wasn't.
"You could probably go the rest of your life avoiding these things. But if I might overstep my professional boundaries rather recklessly, I would suggest that you learn to deal with them instead."
And then he said I was free to go. Go wherever in Panem I wanted. And then, with the slightest twinkle in his eye, he told me that when I got there I should to tell her to pick up her damn phone.
The next day, I took the first train back to Twelve. As my mountains loomed into view, I took the list out of my pocket and read it one more time, even though I knew the contents by heart.
Blood.
Bees.
Explosions.
Dogs.
Pain.
Gale.
And at the very bottom, in small block letters.
Katniss.
The Ashes of District Twelve by silvercistern
Book 1: The List
Book 2: The Good Wife
Book 3: The Grandmentor