I got this idea after reading a few fanfics and reading some Hungarian history...i really hope you like it, if there is anything i should change because it's ABSOLUTELY HORRIBLE please review and tell me...but no flames, kay? I don't like people who just say nasty things about people's hard work...and I will be VERY sarcastic in my reply and will not contain my *ehem* rage.
We're running through endless fiery tinted fields. There are no secrets between men. I'm going to be sure of it. It's my tenth birthday, Gilbert and I have been counting down for months. There wasn't much of a celebration. Gilbert and I fought, I won, we fell down in the grass laughing. Now we're running. There really isn't much of a reason. We can get to the special place by walking also. We'll just get there faster if we run.
"We're here!" I call to Gilbert as we burst into our little oasis. Technically, you can only find an oasis in the desert. But this is the only stand of trees around, so we call it an oasis.
"That's great! I was getting sick of this unawesome running."
"Gilbert?"
"Yeah Eliot?"
"I have a secret to tell you."
"then just tell me!"
"You have to promise, on your honor as a man, that you will never tell anyone else."
"Okay. I promise. A promise between men."
"A promise between men." I echo his statement, unsure if I really want to continue with what I had planned to say. But Gilbert, however annoying and absolutely impossible he may be, is my best friend. I can have no secrets from him.
"Just tell me already!"
"Gilbert…I'm…a girl."
Okay, this is just a memory sequence of Elizaveta's...this isn't (technically) part of the actual storyline yet...this gives some good background for what happens in the first chapter.