leliana ursa, district six | cb - wip

i don't know what happened to theodore ursa. i don't know why he was gone, or where he went. all i know is that one day he was there and next he wasn't. we were on the school playground one morning and the next he was just gone—and suddenly our little house felt two times larger and two times emptier. i would have been about four when he vanished; the only thing about him in my head was little glimpses, little pieces, like his existence had been shattered like glass in my mind. mom and dad let him fade; they never spoke of him again. i think i asked about him once, and they just shook their heads at me and told me not to bring that up. and that was it — i never heard about theodore ursa again, not until the 76th reaping.