Author's note: Out of reason of revealing I have to put the Disclaimer at
the end of each chapter. I need the surprise effect on my side. You need to
guess and wonder who the people are I am dedicating my chapters to. For
each chapter is about a certain person who each has his/her individual tale
of why he/she came to be a Lost Soul.
If one would look around, he would not see much. Almost nothing at all. It was dark, but not like if it was night. Here, at this place, it was always dark. A darkness that never began and never left. The endless Dark.
The only visible thing was the small figure of a girl. Not much more than a shadow among the darkness. A little girl, not older than 12 or 13 years, small and skinny, wearing a much too large grey cloak and no shoes. Her hair was cut short and black. But there was more to her than the eye could see. Something that lay deep down in the black pools of her eyes. A wisdom and knowledge far beyond her years. She had the look of someone who had seen too many things for a person so young in appearance. Who knew of wonders no living soul should know. And still she kept her innocence. Untainted by the shadows around her and the life left behind. For all her importance, she still remained a little girl.
Slowly she opened her eyes. But nothing around her changed. She still remained in the darkness. Just when she started getting used to the shadows and tried to get up, a boy, not much older than herself, came into view. Her eyes had not yet been trained to see in this place, so she could barely make out his figure.
However she did hear his voice, the voice of a small boy turning into a young man, asking: "What is your name?". "Momo", she replied. She was sure that he would now ask her what the policemen had asked, what all the people she had known always wanted to know: her last name. But he did not prowl on further. And he did not ask the question. She was surprised. And then she finally wanted to know from him, what she had wondered since she had woken up: " Where am I." He looked at her and a sad smile touched his young features. "You are now in the Realm of Lost Souls."
Disclaimer: I do not own Momo. Although she is going to be my main character. Michael Ende created her and for that I am grateful. Please forgive if I drew her a bit wrongly, I do not have the book and it has been some time since I have read it. Still I am trying to let her stay in her wonderful character!
Reviews: Yes please! And I know this was short, but it is not supposed to be a chapter, only an introduction.
If one would look around, he would not see much. Almost nothing at all. It was dark, but not like if it was night. Here, at this place, it was always dark. A darkness that never began and never left. The endless Dark.
The only visible thing was the small figure of a girl. Not much more than a shadow among the darkness. A little girl, not older than 12 or 13 years, small and skinny, wearing a much too large grey cloak and no shoes. Her hair was cut short and black. But there was more to her than the eye could see. Something that lay deep down in the black pools of her eyes. A wisdom and knowledge far beyond her years. She had the look of someone who had seen too many things for a person so young in appearance. Who knew of wonders no living soul should know. And still she kept her innocence. Untainted by the shadows around her and the life left behind. For all her importance, she still remained a little girl.
Slowly she opened her eyes. But nothing around her changed. She still remained in the darkness. Just when she started getting used to the shadows and tried to get up, a boy, not much older than herself, came into view. Her eyes had not yet been trained to see in this place, so she could barely make out his figure.
However she did hear his voice, the voice of a small boy turning into a young man, asking: "What is your name?". "Momo", she replied. She was sure that he would now ask her what the policemen had asked, what all the people she had known always wanted to know: her last name. But he did not prowl on further. And he did not ask the question. She was surprised. And then she finally wanted to know from him, what she had wondered since she had woken up: " Where am I." He looked at her and a sad smile touched his young features. "You are now in the Realm of Lost Souls."
Disclaimer: I do not own Momo. Although she is going to be my main character. Michael Ende created her and for that I am grateful. Please forgive if I drew her a bit wrongly, I do not have the book and it has been some time since I have read it. Still I am trying to let her stay in her wonderful character!
Reviews: Yes please! And I know this was short, but it is not supposed to be a chapter, only an introduction.
