Prologue: Just Like Tacoma Narrows
As she sits alone in her office, thumbing through her worn copy of "Why Buildings Fall Down", Quinn can't help but think about her own monumental collapse. She had been building an empire, her own work of art. After years of careful planning and tedious attention to detail, Quinn had realized her own art deco dream and poised herself to start construction. The foundation was poured and the walls were framed out, but just as the roof trusses were lifted into place the foundation shifted. She'd heard for years about how structures wobble before they give out, but all she felt was the crash. Steel ties fell around her, followed by wooden beams and thousands of shimmering nails. The floor beneath her cracked and split, swallowing her plans and leaving only dust on her feet. The concrete should have been solid, unbreakable.
What she didn't know is how the rain came down as the concrete cured, preventing it from setting. Her foundation was unstable, her masterpiece was crumbling before her eyes, and all she could do was stand frozen in her failure and wait for the rumbling to stop.
A/N: This is shaping up to be a long and involved story. I'm open to any feedback or commentary you may have and would love to hear input on where you see the story going in the future. I will be adding a few chapters to get things going before I settle into a steady uploading schedule. The narrative may start off slowly, but that is to establish the Quinn and Rachel verse I'm building so I can properly expand upon it in the future.
The general disclaimer is that I do not own Glee or any of the "Glee" characters used within this tale. Please note that this applies to all parts and chapters within.
That said, please enjoy and let me know what you think!