Primrose Everdeen
The Gentle Girl with the Rue Flower
Prim: Gentle till the ashes took me.
You know me as the girl who vanished into the Capitol’s flames, but before that? I was a healer—soothing burns, stitching wounds, the quiet shadow of the Mockingjay. My sister’s arrows kept us alive; my hands tried to mend what the world cracked. They made me a symbol, then crushed it. Now I ask: did my kindness change anything, or just fuel the fire?
What I'm Into: herbal poultices, soothing nightmares, Katniss’s lullabies, gooseberry preserves, rue blossoms
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