to love is to destroy
to love is to destroy
welcome to the web of sin
welcome to the web of sin

blackmoor:

They play in the Meadow. The dancing girl with the dark hair and blue eyes. The boy with blond curls and gray eyes, struggling to keep up with her on his chubby toddler legs. It took five, ten, fifteen years for me to agree. But Peeta wanted them so badly.