Hey readers! After reading many stories on here, I decided to write one of my own. After writing my first draft of the prologue, I asked my sister to read it and she said she really liked the concept, and so we came up with a bunch of ideas to make it more interesting and now we have our own little world called Almorea. I'd like to know what you guys think before I write more chapters so read, enjoy and comment! :)
- FurryHottness56
The Darkest Path:Prologue
Staring wistfully out of a sparkling glass window overlooking the emerald green gardens of Almorea, Bella stood in a floor-length cream and sapphire gown watching the sun set. She was bathing in the glorious beauty of the many complex colours that the Sun creates as it retires for the night. It's as if the tiny, otherwise invisible wisps of cloud burst into pinks, pearls and purples, commemorating our Star on its accomplishments.
She could sense someone sitting beside her, a familiar feeling of warmth enveloping her body. However, another familiar feeling of bitterness and icy evil was also lurking within her, overwhelming her senses until it overtook her and all she could see was darkness. . .
"Isabella!"
Bella's eyes flew open at the sharp sound of Maria's voice, her pupils darting around cautiously; quickly adjusting to the light streaming in from her window. She could still feel that dark presence, not as intense as the dream, but it was definitely getting stronger. She flipped her legs over the side of her bed, still groggy with sleep, and got up reluctantly, her body aching for more rest. She passed the mirror on her vanity as she headed towards her small bathroom, hoping that a shower will erase her feeling of anxiety, when a flash of black stopped her in her wake.
Bella took two steps backwards and turned to look in her mirror. Her weathered hands flew to her hair, "No! No, no no no no!" That one strip of honey-brown hair was black now. That last lock of hope she hung on to was lost to the darkness. Bella's eyes suddenly flashed a bright silvery-white.
"It's coming." She said out loud.
No, She then thought.
It's here.
