Across
- 2. I went a little bit farther into it's arms.
- 5. Eye's the color of rotting squash
- 6. Prim's face fresh as a raindrop.
- 7. The woods became our savior, and each
Down
- 1. Clove threw the knife in the back of the
- 3. R-I-I-P! I grit my teeth as Venia.
- 4. 9 boy faster than lightning.
