A/N: Hello and welcome to my prologue! Before you start I would like to mention that I am still writing my other story, but I needed something fresh to keep my enthusiasm going. Thus, Twisting Living was born. This story will be a bizarre romance in ten parts–eleven including the prologue–and will likely reflect the fact that I am very fond of metaphysics. It’s not sci-fi or fantasy, but it’s a bit messed up and I ask you to bear with me. I don’t know if it will end up funny or not, but humour is something I usually can’t resist, so be warned.

That said, this story is all mine, so if you want it you can’t have it. Insert sticking-out-of-tongue here. ;)

May

Twisting Living:

Prologue

“One of the strangest things about life is that most people

are capable of having far more control over their lives than they do,

but have far less control over their lives than they think.”

On opposite sides of the world, lived a young boy and a young girl. Ever since either of them could remember, they’d had the ability to see and affect the world in ways which other children could not. When these two children looked up at the sky, they didn’t simply see a blue blanket with cotton tumbleweed drifting across its surface, and when their parents told them they had five minutes to do something they did not feel threatened. Up in the sky these children saw the gelatinous bubble around the world that created reality, and because they could see it they could change it.

Using their minds and a bit of creativity, a twist in the bubble here and a knot there could easily jumble things up so that toy cars became real and a minute became an hour. At first this was great fun for the children, but as time went on and they realized that nobody else understood the world the way they did, they reacted in very different ways.

The young girl, a brown-eyed and -haired bookworm named Amelia, got tired of crying when the other children made fun of her. She made up her mind as a young teen to live just as outrageously and differently as she wanted to, without caring what her family and the people around her thought.

The boy, Thomas, also tired of tears he would never admit to, decided to abandon his weirdness and become the most socially acceptable and nondescript black-haired blue-eyed man ever to walk the earth. Neither completely ceased controlling reality, and neither learned to be close to others.

It is for this reason that the being who was truly in charge of the universe decided that enough was enough. If the boy and girl–now a young man and woman-could not manage to attain happiness with their ability to twist life to their whims, then perhaps it was time that life twisted them to its.