Beauty and the Beast
Prologue
The sunlight crawled through the many holes of the ceiling. The debris showed in the rays a mysterious brilliance of the years. The graffiti looked strangely similar to a work of art, intricately positioned on the walls; letters, symbols, unreadable designs, meanings all lost, decorated the plane that would be bare without them.
Even though it did not seem at all place of comfort, it was home to a group of young boys whose parents are lost and no adults would care for them. In a place like this started a story, a story not too sad, not too happy, and not too tragic, at least that was what the characters in the story believed.