Prologue
The day the Boy with the Bread left the Girl on Fire was the day that the sun stopped shining.
It was the day the rain finally came pouring down. It was a day where everyone was locked tight inside their houses, waiting for the storm to pass. No one was seen about the District. No one but a blue-eyed man carrying a few boxes over to a house that hadn't been occupied for years.
And if you looked close enough you just might have been able to tell that it was not just raindrops rolling down his cheeks.