''Home sweet Home''
-PROLOGUE-
It was raining.
The house was outlined against the horizon, hidden by a twisted tree that had already lost all its leaves, almost invisible in the darkness of the evening.
It had a look of ancien elegance, even if the walls, made of white wood, were chipped and ruined, and on the columns before the main entrance there were many cracks.
The whole building seemed to be unstably balanced, as if it had to fall all of a sudden; but, at the same time, it was imposing, and vaguely disquieting.
Everything was plunged into darkness. From the big windows on the ground, stained and wet by the rain, it was impossible to see anything.
Neverthless, looking more closery, in a small room on the first floor a faint and flickering light seemes to quiver through a narrow window, barely illuminating a little figure leaning out.
From a distance, and with all the darkness, and the rain, it was impossible to observe her clearly. But even in this way, it was evident her face was pale, and she had long, blond hair, that framed her thin body.
The little girl closed her eyes.
It's ours, you know?
She slitly shook with a shiver, and she weakly held her arms around her body, like she wanted to shelter herself from a sudden cold.
It's ours. Yours and mine. And it will be forever.
The small figure waited for an istant, then she slowly walked away from the window; after a few seconds, she had totally disappeared inside the dark house.
«I know».