Dear Readers,
As you can see I have deleted all the chapters I've already posted. I was having a difficult time with the way I started that story. So I'm redoing it. It will be worth while to re-read the beginning chapters since they start in a totally different place than the other chapters did. This is a prologue and soon I will have the first chapter up. I promise to never do this again.
Sincerely,
Scarlett
There is a point, where the mind is over-whelmed with grief, confusion, fear, anger and questions that it just stops trying. Ears stop hearing, eyes stop believing, mind stops computing, the nose refuses to take in the smoke and the mouth keeps screaming, but it doesn't matter.
It's like being shut out of your own body. Being so disoriented you feel like you're watching yourself on TV, wondering where the remote is. And while you can feel the cold sting of the night's air on your skin fighting against the heat of the fire, it's nothing in contrast to the battle going on inside. Being able to believe that unicorns are the purest of creatures, understanding the magic that is hidden in the world, enforcing the hope that giants and wizards will one day live in harmony and practicing flying on broomsticks was easy in comparison to trying to deal with having the world as you know it crumble around you.
The burn of tears, the painful screams and colorful swears don't even measure up to the storm of crazy that's just starting.