Prologue: The Book

The man sighed, putting down his pen. The shipment order in front of him could not hold his attention any longer: he stood and walked to the window of his cabin. The man looked up at the clear night sky, reaching over to pick up his cup of coffee. He sipped on the hot beverage, letting another, softer, sigh escape him.

"Get's a little lonely out here eh? Heh, but isn't that what you wanted in the first place…"

The man returned to his desk to retrieve his pen. He opened a notebook to a clean page-

And began to write.