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« on: April 11, 2011, 01:18:17 am »
I'm writing and publishing a book, but since the first chapter isn't done, I will post the prologue.
Prologue
The Tower of Charlam stood proudly, piercing the sky as one, little snowflake fluttered slowly down, and landed softly on the Tower's hard floor. Another fell softly down, and two more. A flutter of snowflakes fell, and soon the sky was crying tears of snow. The snow fell not too fast, like a blizzard, nor not too slow, more like... a little dance as they waved in the sky and fell. The sky was cloudless, and gray darkness crowed the air as the snowflakes fell. A small, little light glowed as it rested on the Tower, and although it was a little light, it lit up the Tower. The meadow of snow around it shared the blue light, which would slowly turn from green at night, yellow at morning, red at day, and blue again at dusk. And, as the snow gently fell to the ground, a gray wolf slowly sauntered up the tower. The coldness made his eyes sting, though he forced himself to walk to the top, where the blue light shown at it's brightest. It blinded his eyes, and the wolf had to cover them with his paw. The blue light shone, and the wind blew stronger and stronger when the light got brighter and brighter. After the wolf's eyes got used to the light, he looked at the light... and it made him feel as if he were in another world. Slowly, he reached one paw after another, and the light got brighter. The wind blew stonger now, and the snow turned into a blizzard. As he got closer, the wolf swore he could hear the voices shouting in the light... yelling... screaming...crying... singing. Soon it turned into a hum, the wolf could hear it now. A low hum, and he heard the voices singing a song, a song of death can be near, and peace can be far, though love will always be by you. The wolf could hear them now. At first, they sung in a language which none could understand, but as the wolf listened, he slowly understood. He reached one paw into the light... and rays of blue suddenly exploded out, and the spirits of the voices were loud enough to hear. The rays of light were the spirits circling him, singing their song of love. They circled around the light, and now the wolf's grayish pelt turned into a blue as the light shone on him. This did not stop the wolf. The light was pulling him, like the gravity, forcing him to come closer. And as the paw reached down the voices stopped, the light suddenly turned dim, and the light dissapeared. The wolf turned around, and saw a small creature staring at him. The creature was a young one of it's kind; the wolf was sure it would get bigger. The creature was reptile-like, and smelled of smoke, as if it had been around fire it's whole life. The creature had a small light in it's hands. The light! The wolf struggled to free the light from the creature's hands, but suddenly it squeezed the light, the light grew dimmer, and dissapeared. The creature had killed the light. Snarling, the wolf lunged at the creature, and bit deep into it's neck. The creature was strong enough to shake the wolf off, and he slammed into an arch. Growling, the wolf lunged onto the creature, and the force made them both fall off the tower. As they fell, they locked on to eachother, still in their bloody fight. The wolf ripped open the creature's chest. Roaring in pain, the creature threw the wolf off, and it fell to it's death. The creature fell until it landed on a sharp rock, peircing it's heart.
How do you like it? I plan it to be a series. I'm thinking about calling it Tears and Blood, but i'm starting not to like that name.