As I open the sketchbook, a letter falls out. At first, I'm afraid to open it, since it has "Girl on fire" written on it in Cinna's artistic, elegant handwriting. That alone feels like a stab in my heart. But I have to open it, there's no way I could ignore a letter from Cinna.

Katniss,

We may not have known eachother for a very long time, but I sensed right away that you're exactly what Panem needs. You're the girl, destined to turn a spark into a raging fire, and I will do anything in my power to help you.

I'm sure you will survive another round of The Hunger Games, this time because you have to, and the other victors know it. I'm not saying they will all happily sacrifice themselves for you, but you will know what's going on, when the time has come.

This letter will wait for you, just in case. I have already risked a great deal to help you becoming the Mockingjay, and the Capitol isn't too pleased with it.

But whatever happens, remember that you're special, and that as long as you're not afraid of the fire, it won't hurt you. Be strong, fight back and make this world a better place.

I will always bet on you, just as you will always be the girl I set on fire.

I once said I always channel my emotions into my work, so I won't hurt anyone but myself.

This time you're my work, and I'm sorry if you get hurt.

Yours faithfully,

Cinna.

The letter falls crumpled to the floor as my mind whirls with emotions.

He was right, the Capitol wasn't too pleased, but that wasn't the only reason.

His words give me courage but still leave me feeling empty, and I realize that whatever happens, I must be the Mockingjay.

For him.