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Heartless Chapter 1: The awakening
I walked down this long empty hallway, for what seemed like ages. The silence had trouble spilled all over it. Linoleum that seemed paved out of thick rubber was wearing away like the dimming light that came from his lantern. Each time he turned the darkness would fill me with envy. Why couldn't I just slip into the shadows and disappear? Would anyone miss me? I'm sure no one actually would. So much for wishful thinking.
He was a tall blond man that I followed through this maze like mansion. His eyes were coarse and seemed like they too have lost the sparkle and richness of life. He bunched up his long wavy locks into a small pony that hung down his back. Seeming to only make this man more of a wonder to me. His scent that lingered smelled like burned firewood.
Perhaps he had just been sitting by a tiny warm cozy fireplace. Curled up on an enriched sofa with a book about some kind of mystery. His face was ghostly pale, what hid behind those
Chapter 2: The IncipienceI rolled over on my side, waiting for the usual rap on the door, meaning it was time to get ready for school. I looked over at my sister, all snug she was always the one who was the hardest to wake up from her everlasting slumber. I closed my eyes and could feel them roll back into my head, as if I were a blind person. I start to fall into deep thought.
My eyes flew open somewhat startled for a split second.
"Are my Princess and Joker awake?"
I looked around and realized what time it was, rubbing my eyes in a clock word motion I yawned and stretched. I replied with a zombie like tone "Yes, your majesty."
I heard him laugh behind the hardwood door, then hear his laughter fade. I got up from bed scrunched my toes like I do every morning and made my way to our private bathroom. Looking over in the cupboard I grabbed my towel and slowly took a wash cloth from it then set it on the sink right next to the shower.
I unclothed myself, stripping as quick
Chapter 1: Prologue.
My father was never a man of many words, he may have spoken little, but, that was all he needed to say. I being the daughter of a sworn mad man may be the reason why I see things in a different light.
If you ask me he was a typical ordinary guy. With a few quirks about him is all. I never knew the secrets he kept from me, or my twin sister, the reason why mother was never around, or the fact that he never came out of his room during the day, but, somehow managed to get us up for school.
I've been told he was working on this amazing breakthrough, which very well may change the face of humanity. I usually just rolled my eyes in disbelief, for he was one to say silly things that never seemed to make sense.
We grew up in a tiny little town called Cherry Springs. It would sound like a beautiful place, to some. But, I hated all of the happy neighbors, the green mowed lawns, the rowdy children playing childish games in the street. Sometimes, I w
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