Board Thread:Clubs/@comment-44390494-20200109205641/@comment-38544901-20200127163832

Prologue 

'''Once upon a time…                    That’s how every good fairytale, or princess story starts, right? Not this one. This one has the type of beginning you’d expect from a ghost story. But it’s not.'''

Chapter 1

'''It was a dark and stormy night, and I was done. I was out of patience. So I walked out. Out into the storm with nothing but the clothes on my back and not even a penny to my name. Literally. I had nowhere to go, but at that point I couldn’t care less.'''

'''I live in a border town not really part of any kingdom, well at least I used to. Town’s name Delos. It’s small town maybe 10 families ever lived there at one time, at least in my memory. My mother, father, and I lived on the outskirts of Delos. Mom was the village crazy lady, and dad was his own brand of crazy. Most people didn’t even realize he was crazy, at most they thought he was crazy for marrying my mother. To everyone in town I didn’t exist. I mean I didn’t mind it all that much, I would be able to walk straight through town and no one would think anything of it.'''

'''As I walked through town I glanced in the windows knowing, yet also not knowing what I would see. There were the Cavenders cleaning up the bag of flour someone knocked over, I glanced in the next window. It was broken, the glass being swept up by the principal. I wanted to stop and help but I knew it would be weird, glass moving of its own accord. I kept walking. Before long I was out of town on the dirt path that would lead me to the main road.'''

'''I was walking along the side of the road when a heard the rumbling of hoofbeats. I ducked out view- which was altogether pretty pointless as they couldn’t see me any ways- and when they finally came into view I gasped, then all went dark.'''

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When I awoke I was laying beside the road with a strange man and what I’m assuming was his horse sitting by me.

'''“Ah, you are awake now. Did you sleep well my darling?” the man asked.'''

“I am not your darling.” I mumbled still waking up from my impromptu nap.

'''The corner of the man’s mouth twitched up in either a smirk or a smile I couldn’t quite tell. “Then what am I to call you?” the man teased.'''

'''Nothing I think absolutely nothing. “Holle.” I say the word coming out of my mouth like a stone that was too heavy to continue carrying.'''

“A pleasure to meet you Miss Holle.” an eyebrow twitches upwards and I can tell he doesn’t believe me.

“What am I to call you?” I ask merely for courtesy's sake, after all it’s not as if he’ll ever find me again.

“Cecillus Chaleins at your service.”  He replies grandly.

'''I snort. “You do know what your name means right?” I say while trying not to explode from laughter.'''

'''“Yes I am well aware. Many have remarked on the irony of my last name, ah well, at least my first name is accurate.” He says stiffly yet at the same time sighingly.'''

'''“Wait-                   you’re blind? But I thought you could see me!” I blurted.'''

“I am completely blind, and yes I can see you.”

“But that’s impossible!”

So I thought, and yet here we are.”

“It’s not just impossible that a blind person can see, it’s that anyone can see me!”

“Have you never been seen before?”

“No.”  I shrunk, curling into a ball frightened from the look he was shooting at me.

'''“But how is that possible I who has never seen sees you who has never been seen.”  Now he just sounded like he was musing not even talking to me at all but to himself. Still I wanted to talk, it was the first time I was able to talk to anyone without them being scared and creeped out.'''

“I guess it just is, don’t ask me why would I know the answer.”

“I wasn’t talking to you!”

“I know.”

“Then why did you say anything?”

“That’s a good question.”

“So what’s the answer?”

I sigh “I wanted to talk that’s it.”

“Can you not normally?”

'''I sigh again ‘how does he not understand?’ “It creeps most people out when they can’t find where the voice is coming from. I would do it anyways but the problem is people get violent when they are scared, and I can still be injured.”'''

This is currently what I have but I'd like feedback