Post by :+.AshenxWolf.+: on Sept 7, 2006 19:26:45 GMT -5
I've been working on this particular piece for some time now. I seem to write only when i feel purely inspired, which isn't too often these days. I'm hoping to some day publish this story of mine some day. I'm proud to say that when I felt the sudden urge to write, this Prologue was written in just about an hour. ^.^ -feels proud- Anyway, enough of my rambling, I hope you enjoy!!
Prologue
Recollections
It was a cold, bleary, October morning, as I recall…the day it all began. The day started off as any other day would, wake up, do the usual morning rituals, and then head out to town. You wouldn’t expect things to change in such a short period of time, between waking up and arriving back home. Maybe it had been there all along. Maybe it had been a long time coming. Never have I been quite certain of the truth until now. As each leave in fall changes so do the events that make up our lives. That’s just what had happened that afternoon, things took a turn that could make or break a person.
Have you ever felt as though something was about to happen, whether it be good or bad, doesn’t matter. The fact of the matter is you just felt it in the first place. A tingling sensation, a shiver, an emotion coursing through you, something that just makes your mind alert. Some may call it intuition, others psychic abilities. Want to know the truth? Its all complete bull, none are the true answer.
Normal every day people feel the same thing. Most think nothing of it, dismissing it as if they were just being ridiculous. I must wonder to myself, how many times I had done the same. How many times had I dismissed such feelings as if they were just childish worries, nonexistent or imaginary? Looking back upon those times, I feel slightly ashamed, guilty, confused, and even foolish. Though, I’m more knowledgeable now than I had been at the time.
Thoughts seem to rush through my head, causing both curiosity and relentless wonder to nag at the back of my mind each time. Why had it been me, given this strange trait. How many others were out there, just like me? Had they been as afraid as I? I had to laugh at myself for that. Me, afraid of something I knew not of, yet fearless to most everything else. Every aspect of my life has been formed around my new skills, filling me with a certain tranquility and calm that I had never known.
In most eyes, I was nothing more than a danger, a Seer. It had been lucky for me that my time preceded the time of witch burnings or my life would have been more in danger than it had, and still is. The village never did accept that a strange gift could be of help and not destruction. They had not listened when hope slowly faded from their view. What hope could the village have, believing me to be some sort of evil? I can not blame them and do not hold any ill will towards them. I harbor no hate, for they knew not.
I’ve found through life that one can be unafraid when faced with life or death, for death can be no consequence when fighting for something right. The only question is, will you take the chance to do good in the world even when it means you’ll die? No one person can honestly say they’d have an answer, for only when faced with that very choice could one ever truly know.
The battle of fate and destiny is a dangerous game. Some may outsmart it, some may fall into it, but no one can hide from it. To change the course of destiny and turn over the cards of fate is a nearly impossible task, yet still possible enough. So begins my story, seeing everything in black and white.
Prologue
Recollections
It was a cold, bleary, October morning, as I recall…the day it all began. The day started off as any other day would, wake up, do the usual morning rituals, and then head out to town. You wouldn’t expect things to change in such a short period of time, between waking up and arriving back home. Maybe it had been there all along. Maybe it had been a long time coming. Never have I been quite certain of the truth until now. As each leave in fall changes so do the events that make up our lives. That’s just what had happened that afternoon, things took a turn that could make or break a person.
Have you ever felt as though something was about to happen, whether it be good or bad, doesn’t matter. The fact of the matter is you just felt it in the first place. A tingling sensation, a shiver, an emotion coursing through you, something that just makes your mind alert. Some may call it intuition, others psychic abilities. Want to know the truth? Its all complete bull, none are the true answer.
Normal every day people feel the same thing. Most think nothing of it, dismissing it as if they were just being ridiculous. I must wonder to myself, how many times I had done the same. How many times had I dismissed such feelings as if they were just childish worries, nonexistent or imaginary? Looking back upon those times, I feel slightly ashamed, guilty, confused, and even foolish. Though, I’m more knowledgeable now than I had been at the time.
Thoughts seem to rush through my head, causing both curiosity and relentless wonder to nag at the back of my mind each time. Why had it been me, given this strange trait. How many others were out there, just like me? Had they been as afraid as I? I had to laugh at myself for that. Me, afraid of something I knew not of, yet fearless to most everything else. Every aspect of my life has been formed around my new skills, filling me with a certain tranquility and calm that I had never known.
In most eyes, I was nothing more than a danger, a Seer. It had been lucky for me that my time preceded the time of witch burnings or my life would have been more in danger than it had, and still is. The village never did accept that a strange gift could be of help and not destruction. They had not listened when hope slowly faded from their view. What hope could the village have, believing me to be some sort of evil? I can not blame them and do not hold any ill will towards them. I harbor no hate, for they knew not.
I’ve found through life that one can be unafraid when faced with life or death, for death can be no consequence when fighting for something right. The only question is, will you take the chance to do good in the world even when it means you’ll die? No one person can honestly say they’d have an answer, for only when faced with that very choice could one ever truly know.
The battle of fate and destiny is a dangerous game. Some may outsmart it, some may fall into it, but no one can hide from it. To change the course of destiny and turn over the cards of fate is a nearly impossible task, yet still possible enough. So begins my story, seeing everything in black and white.
