Behind The Veil of Lies
Proloug
People toss around phrases like "Life Sucks" or "God is Punishing me", but I think that if you have food in your belly, a roof over your head, and a guarantee of living the next day, then life doesn't really suck at all. Life won't begin to suck until the only thing you have to eat in three days was a turkey sandwich (which used to be a button from your coat, which is, coincidentally, the only roof over your head at night), and your in the middle of a raging battle where you don't know if you'll be alive in the next five minutes. Friends, family, acquaintances, all dying around you, while you, you never truly get over the shock as the first, second or even twelfth person gets their soul fire extinguished. The only thing running though your head is "That could have been me, that will be me. Thats going to happen to me." Before the fact, you imagine your self being heroic, saving kittens and little children from burning trees, but once you're there, there are no heroes, only people, people trying to survive, obeying that one solid animal instinct. Because that's the only heroic thing, not giving up, chugging along till the next day, with the one thought in mind; "We have Harry Potter, we will prevail. Our 'Hero' will save us all."