Author: Narratorway PM
In a post-apocalyptic world where only children have survived, a young boy discovers a world of magic, sealed away for over a thousand years. Now he must decide what to do with it!Rated: Fiction T - English - Fantasy/Angst - Chapters: 27 - Words: 74,277 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 07-25-07 - Published: 04-05-06 - id: 2147003
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By Neil Polenske
I don't know really where I can start this story. It's the first one that I've ever made before. I mean I've written a lot about the things I see and hear around me, but I never actually did anything with them. They weren't stories just...y'know...stuff... I stopped doing that because of what happened and what happened because of it. Thing is, I don't know exactly when I stopped. It would help 'cause I'd imagine that would be the best place to start something like this. But who knows, maybe I shouldn't start there. Seems to me a lot of important stuff happened before that too that I oughta mention. I mean, the whole...y'know...thing happened before I stopped writing stuff so I guess I really couldn't start there. Hell, I'm writing this aren't I? Suppose that means I never actually stopped, I just took a really long break. A really really long one.
Okay, I still need to start this and I haven't. I'm kinda like that. I get scared really easily of the kinda adult things that I thought I wouldn't have to deal with anymore. I mean, you can't see those things, you can't hear them. You can't even feel them. Well you can I guess, but you see it in the angry faces of others and hear it in their scolding voices and, if you screw up enough, you feel it when they beat the shit out of you. It's responsibility, but then...it's not. I mean, I...it's all the things you see when you see other people. The way they always want something from you, expect if from you somehow, and I never know what it is or how to give it to them. Whatever it is, it's something I can't do even here, out in the wild where I thought I could get away from the people who wanted it from me. Mostly it was the adults before, that's why I thought I'd be safe after the End of the World. I was wrong.
Oh hey! I found out where I can start the story! How bout this: