Prologue
Alvin just lied there in the field filled with yellow flowers. He tried to remember the last thing that happened before he fell, but he was in so much pain he couldn't form any coherent thoughts. He remembered someone in a purple and white dress with furry hands picking him up before he blacked out.
And there you have my incredibly short prologue.
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