Letters From The Sky

by journalofpsycho

Evelyn loves to hunt. It's her hobby. But one day when she went to hunt with her little sister she found her bow and arrows are gone. Turns out Edmund himself took it. But why is that? Does Edmund have a little secret that is untold?

1. PROLOGUE

PROLOGUE

I never believe in fairytales. I never believe that you can wish something to star, and it will happen. I never believe that one day.

One day.

My life can change drastically.

Without even me knowing.

I never believe in second chances. I never believe that rain will bring luck. I never believe that one day, the things we wanted in the past can easily we get in the future.

I never believe in sparks.

I never believe in anything except my principals.

But I believe in something weird though.

Letters from the sky.

If I cry, I believe that the sky will speak to me and give me a way out from the pain.

If I'm happy, I believe that the sky will send down something that will keep me happy. And I can tell everything to the sky, just like it's my best friend.

I feel like the sky can speak to me.