Prologue
Okay, I am feeling rather bored-ish, and I just finished more of my current attempt at a novel, so I'm going to post the prologue up here. Just to get the hang of this cut thingy.
The sun began to set on the evening of December the fourth. Little did anyone know that once the sun had fell completely beyond the horizon, all hell would begin breaking loose. Little did anyone know that by the time the moon had risen to its pale glory, the world, as everyone knew it would cease to be. Little did five young boys know that when they woke up their lives would spiral out of control.
That was December the fourth.
Well now...
I have to go find something else to do now. Maybe I'll call Trish and pester her.