The Mysterious Outcasts
Prologue
By Kiela Stargaze
A girl with soft black hair wandered through the dark night. She had chills up her spine, for she couldn't put the feeling aside that something was after her, something not good. The young girl, no older than sixteen, let out a sigh as she went toward the railing of the bridge. Images of unfamiliar visions appeared in her mind as she closed her eyes and let herself into a deep state.
"Why," she whispered only to herself, "Why do these images keep appearing? I don't understand what you mean by find them and you will know your sanctuary? Please." She quickly opened her eyes as she felt a powerful aura penetrating through the waters down below. She gasped as she quickly ran back to her car and drove off silently in the mist of darkness.
A girl looked out the window of the airplane. She heavily sighed as she put her hand on her face. What is wrong with me? Why can't I get any sleep? I guess that I am nervous about going and staying with my penpal. I wonder what she is like? Ah, I better get some rest before we land. Then I can think of what she is like. The girl fell asleep.
She was standing on a hilltop, dressed in old foreign clothes, watching a battle play itself out between good and evil. The girl thought that it looked familiar, but could not remember where she had seen it before. There were demons of all kinds battling what seemed to be mortals and other creatures, which seemed to have good auras. The girl saw many slain bodies covering the blood stained land that was once a beautiful and prosperous grassy plain.
"Miss, wake up please." Said the attendant, "The airplane is about to land. Fasten your seatbelt and get ready to land."
The girl nodded and buckled up. She pondered on the dream but it slipped out her mind as she saw the clouds become golden with sunlight. She looked at her watch and saw that it was around 6:29 in the morning. She sighed again as she watched the vast road as the airplane finally hit solid ground.
Prologue
By Kiela Stargaze
A girl with soft black hair wandered through the dark night. She had chills up her spine, for she couldn't put the feeling aside that something was after her, something not good. The young girl, no older than sixteen, let out a sigh as she went toward the railing of the bridge. Images of unfamiliar visions appeared in her mind as she closed her eyes and let herself into a deep state.
"Why," she whispered only to herself, "Why do these images keep appearing? I don't understand what you mean by find them and you will know your sanctuary? Please." She quickly opened her eyes as she felt a powerful aura penetrating through the waters down below. She gasped as she quickly ran back to her car and drove off silently in the mist of darkness.
A girl looked out the window of the airplane. She heavily sighed as she put her hand on her face. What is wrong with me? Why can't I get any sleep? I guess that I am nervous about going and staying with my penpal. I wonder what she is like? Ah, I better get some rest before we land. Then I can think of what she is like. The girl fell asleep.
She was standing on a hilltop, dressed in old foreign clothes, watching a battle play itself out between good and evil. The girl thought that it looked familiar, but could not remember where she had seen it before. There were demons of all kinds battling what seemed to be mortals and other creatures, which seemed to have good auras. The girl saw many slain bodies covering the blood stained land that was once a beautiful and prosperous grassy plain.
"Miss, wake up please." Said the attendant, "The airplane is about to land. Fasten your seatbelt and get ready to land."
The girl nodded and buckled up. She pondered on the dream but it slipped out her mind as she saw the clouds become golden with sunlight. She looked at her watch and saw that it was around 6:29 in the morning. She sighed again as she watched the vast road as the airplane finally hit solid ground.