CHAPTER XII: Which Dreamed it?

Prim slowly walked past President Coin and towards the door. However, she paused to look back when she reached for the handle, finding everyone at the table smiling back at her. When Wiress wave excitedly for Prim to go forth, the little girl took a deep breath and proceeded to open the door.

Passing through, she found herself entering her childhood home in the Seam, a home that had been destroyed by the war.

In the back of the room, a kneeling man busily stoked the fire in a round cast iron wood stove. He gingerly closed the metal door and rose to his feet. He smiled at her just as he had before, whenever she and her sister had returned from outings.

Free of doubt, Prim did not wait for the man to ask about her day, or give some other affectionate greeting. The girl joyfully sprung forward into the waiting arms of her father.

A Boat Beneath a Sunny Sky


A boat beneath a sunny sky,
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July—

Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear—

Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die.
Autumn frosts have slain July.

Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.

Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.

In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:

Ever drifting down the stream—
Lingering in the golden gleam—
Life, what is it but a dream?


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