AN: Wow. Writing fanfic again feels so very strange after a two year or so break. As I wrote the first few chapters to this last night, I was debating on posting it or not. Most of my old readers haveprobably forgotten I exist, or have discontinued their stay posting a brand new ficmakes me a bit nervous. I'm not expecting much response for just the prologue, but it would be nice... hinthint I'm hoping to at least catch some interest before I post the next few chapters. (Don't worry, they're not nearly as short as this! lol) Please, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in the Harry Potter series, nor do Iownthe plot, the brilliant mind that fabricated that grand adventure would be JK Rowling.
Before Eternity Dies
Prologue
She never thought much about consequences. Truthfully, she never thought much about anything that fateful summer. It was all she could do to touch, to feel, to just experience life in utter simplicity. Every glorious detail of nature seemed so pure and vibrant in those months, as if beauty itself had found respite from human vices. The scent from the flora was so strong and tangible, it seemed as if she might be able to grasp it, if only for a few moments, before the delicate essence would slip away into the wind. And the colors, oh the colors! How many perfect shades could exist in one world? She loved them all, from the glistening green of the tree leaves to the fragile ivory of a wild rose to the shimmering brown on a bird's wing. Yes, that summer she spent in harmony with the forest, in peace with the animals, removed from the pressures of her own existence.
Unfortunately, such happy times must always come to an end. For without evil, can there be good? In the absence of darkness, can there truly be light? It is certain that for life to flourish, there must be contrast, there must be change. And within life, within living beings, these changes can seem devastating, unfair, and, in some cases, tragic. Yet, one thing must be remembered above all, for without this component, what does mankind have?
Hope. Hope must be upheld, or else fate will be forced to work its devilish hand...
AN: Thank you for reading! Please give me your thoughts!
Much Love, Exousia