Prologue

There are always at least two sides of the same stories. Both begin and end the same, but the middle is always riddle with mystery. Have you ever read a book, then wondered what happened from the other persons point of view? The thing about stories, history anything, is you never get the whole story, and no one believes the same two either.

 

Have you ever wondered how easily a story and be twisted and pulled tell the innocent is no longer innocent and now guilty, when the hero is said to be the villain. The only problem with these stories is simple. They are hard to tell and told so much they become legend.

 

What is supper man, spider man, any other supper hero was really the villain, but you were told only one story. What would you think then of your once favorite heroes? Would your feelings for them change when you find that they don’t save, they steal and they murder? Mine would.

 

It starts in the old gray town, a statue standing there as the civilians don’t even look up at it, because most don’t care about its history anymore. The very memory of those killed don’t matter, but to a few, to a slight few it hasn’t faded away.

 

The old gray eyes look up at the gray statue, it seemed so peaceful as it blended with the light wind’s cold air and the gray rain clouds that oddly have not presented them with rain. The man took a deep breath, smelling the sweet flowers that surrounded that statue.

 

Her face of innocence and wander, gazing up at the sky. Her right hand raised above her head. Her index finger stands alone to point at the beautiful sky of heaven. Though her right hand low. Her palm facing away from her, her fingers pointed down at the ground. On her left side is an angel wing, the right one broke off to stand for sin.

 

It is a large topic that will never be sang again. Was this child pure sin or was she the child of god?

 

It matters who you ask…

 

((this is actually more of a short story that I made into a book… since there is more then one part…))

Reviews

[Arctic Fox]

Curious as to see where it goes. send me more when yuou finish eac part please ^_^

[Coyote Poetry]

I look forward to your story. Thank you.
Coyote

[Rory CJ Frankson]

As a prologue it is a picture that yes leaves a lot of question and tantalizing to some degree... it would in its brief description make one want to turn the page and begin to find the idea of the two stories told and how they would end the same.

I didn't really understand you explanatory in brackets. Now my question is have you posted the beginning chapters to this book? Sorry Ashley, as you asked for a read an review. I'm at a loss some. I'll go back an look maybe the read request follows into the book. I would like to see where it goes... finding it difficult to offer you a complete review here.
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[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This was some strong writing. I like the mystery of it all. Its hard not to get completely absorbed ny stories such as this.