As a protector of Denocte, Katniss makes her rounds. She peered into the Maze, attended the Masquerade, visited the Festival Markets, and now she finds herself here: at the lake. But unlike what she remembers, the lake has been transformed into something new.

The shore is lined with vendors and Katniss takes her time examining each one. The first is a tattoo vendor. Katniss has never had a tattoo and it is not something she is too terribly interested in.

The second holds a jeweler. She spends time in this tent, admiring the small earrings that she wishes she could purchase. For so long has she wanted jewelry, but scared that she would lose them or they might injure her in battle. But perhaps what interests her the most is the weaponry. She cannot help but eye the daggers and knives, knowing that these weapons might help her in battle. But she passes by, knowing she is not here to purchase.

It is the third tent that brings back memories from her past. She remembers her ability to breathe underwater and she misses it. She had been born with the trait and this was the only place where such an affinity had not been automatically granted to her. She supposed she would regain her magic in time, but she knows this witch is not the way to go about it.

And finally she comes upon the lake itself. The path of wood and gold leading into the lake. Isra has outdone herself this time. Her eyes follow the lake as the path leads into the dark. She looks at the fish and creatures and she wonders what they must be thinking. She wonders if she will ever be able to commune with them. Perhaps in time, she might. Until then, she will admire their beauty from afar.