“This is not a negotiation. It is a warning,” says the simulation through Marlene, moving her lips and vibrating in her throat. “Every two days until one of you delivers yourself to Erudite headquarters, this will happen again.”
(Source: gendrybarateon, via divergent-trilogy)
“Yes,” I say, “three of these flying birds.” I touch my collarbone, marking the path of their flight - toward my heart. One for each member of the family i left behind.