Low Lands

Princess Chloe and Colt

Like the seeds that span the seasons
As they scatter to the wind
We may see change, without the reasons
And though we’re planted in the low lands
We can rise to heights unseen
If we believe
For we are the field of dreams…

Prologue

A long time ago, in a world far, far away…

That's not the way to start a book idiot. That's the way to start Star Wars.

Oh, be quiet and let me tell the story.

I'm telling it too, so you don't get to start it that way!

Like you would know how to start a story.

Like YOU would. You read comics!

Yes. And comics have the best beginnings I ever read.

The only non-comic book you read was Hop on Pop…

Okay, now THAT is not fair, Marina! I read lots of books!

Yeah, for school…Anyways, I think you should start over.

A long time ago-

SHAWN! I told you, that's NOT how you start a story!

Hey, if George Lucas can get gross a couple million dollars in a weekend like that, I think I can start a story.

Please ignore the moron in italics.

No, the moron is the normal one.

My point exactly. I'm the normal one in this family.

AS IF.

Anyways, what my dear, dear, dear demented brother is trying to say is-

That we went on this really cool, kick-

SHAWN!

What?

Stop interrupting!

You're interrupting! If I recall, I'M doing the intro. As I was saying, a long time ago-

Stop, it wasn't that long ago. It was last summer.

Whatever. So last summer, we went to a world far far away-

Okay, Shawn, you know what? Shut up.