A Lifetime Of Imprisonment

A Chapter by notyouagain

just getting to know the main character of the story

Days on End

Chapter 1

Ashby was a large town in the middle of the Uk far away from any of the big cities and coast the town felt dry and lifeless with no magic. Nothing magical ever happened with in the town and no one extrodinary called it home. Through out the years the town had hardley changed, yes new houses were built but the traditions and the classical homes still stood strong preventing any room for change.

It was a misrable novembers day the trees looked frozen silver as they swayed gracefully in the winter winds. Behind the mesmerising trees was a sky as bleak and as cold as ice. This was the view that captured the attention of Dan every day as his mind was set free to wonder and explore his imagination. Like many of the youths his age Dan felt lost in a world where many youngsters were sucked in and forgotten between the millions of other workers similar to them. Passions eluded Dan for all of his life he had tried to pretend that he felt it and lied to himself, but ulimatly it had never worked Dan was grey of soul. His problem was that he could not feel for his fellow man a blessing if you want to go into the buisness world, but Dan knew that he did not want that lifestyle he wanted the thing he had never had.

As Dan sat at his desk looking at the trees with his head in his hands he wondered how he got to this point, it had all gone by so fast been a blur he couldnt remember his past. Maybe this was because he didnt want to remember his past as he knew that there had been heart ache and pain that he then spent years forgetting and trying to prevent happening again. This made him a distant character who was hard to reach out to and become close with. He was a shy boy who kept his head down for most of the time how ever people knew of his name. He was known for his reputatuion at parties for his string of one night stands and endless drinking as he tried to find what he desired most and to forget about the pains of his past.

As the bell rang signaling the end of the lesson Dan slowly packed away his belongings into his bag before lifting it up and slinging it over his shoulder as he did this he let out a long sigh as if his energy had been sucked in by the complicated logorithums that had been presented to him in the lesson. He began to make his way to his form his jeans hugging his leg tightly and jacket pulled tightly over his long grey jumper. As he walked the sound of his boots on the floor filled the eary silence that was his world amoung all the chattering and joking of the students around him, his world stood still and silent as if he was in a different relm. No body noticed his soulless shell walk past for in his everyday life he was a no body just another pawn in the game of life, to these people he was nothing more than party entertainment, a courtjester.

Form was just another waste of time for Dan it was just another chance for him to sit and watch the time fly by around him. As the people around him took there seats and began there long and yet pointless discussions Dan sat by listening to the coversations about betryal and the next party that was coming up. He questioned him slef why was he so different why did he not feel the emotions that these people felt. Due to his differences he had become to hate him self as if his existance alone was a tourture that was slowly turning him insane.

Through out the rest of the day many lessons went by along with many people and many bells and yet Dan still managed to pass by with out being noticed. This was just a normal day for Dan he spent the days just wishing the time away to the weekends and then wishing the weekend away to the next, no matter what he did or achomplished he never felt fullfilled. In his head a life alone was not a life worth living, but i life lived with the wrong person is a life wasted.

At home it wasn't much different for Dan - he would again find himself lost in the mountains of time he had on his hands. He would simply go up to his room and remain trapped in his timeless prison as the world carried on around him. His parents would return home exhausted from a long days labour and carry on there lives with out any communication with their son apart from "I'm back" and the occasional "good night". For the rest of the time Dan went unnoticed, a ghost among his own. They had plans for Dan ones that he had set on him since his birth. There is no such destiny only the path that is created for you and very few have the power and determination to break free of the chains that bind them to it. Dan knew that this was no way to live his life, he didn't want to follow the career that his parents had in mind for him he was a lost in the maze of the future. Money was no object for him he did not desire the material gains that the world could provide he needed something deeper and more meaningful - he wanted love.

The nights came easy for Dan, he was an emotionless creature with no fears and no dreams, they just came to him and left him within a second leading to the next day of his existence. He would often find himself lying in bed until 10pm thinking what it would be like to feel, to love, to be human. Always 10pm - never later, never sooner. His life was a strict routine to which he stuck to everyday as the only way to avoid pain and trouble is to plan ahead. This meant that he was never surprised and never shocked just neutral, always neutral as if nothing would ever affect his feeling towards the world.

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