Literature
Story WIP
Prologue:
In all of my life, why is it that I never have felt this way? I asked myself grimly. Why is it that I have never felt this... Emptiness inside of me? Why does it seem that my tears will flow endlessly, even though all that I know inside is an infinite darkness I felt my tears run down my cheeks, beautiful but devastating gems in the misty twilight. I knew that I should move, and quickly, away from the grotesque scene in front of me, but my legs seemed unable to move. I was plastered to this place, the place I had never set foot away from before. This is where my heart and soul lies, and it will always lie as long as I stay. My