Prologue chapter. Not much
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The boy lay still on the ground, water invading the clothes that hung loosely from his pale frame. He waited for the brief relief of unconsciousness to overcome him, breaking the constant pattern of unrelenting agony that his life was submerged in.
"Moore, It's raining!" a young child with shocking white hair called after his caretaker, clasping their hands together as they took refuge between two buildings. "Here honey, dry yourself off," he took the hand towel from the smiling women and wiped his face, looking down the dark alley that was almost magically void of rain. He had never seen this place before. He took note of everything in the extent of his sight. Twelve trashcans, forty-seven visible windows, two fighting strays, one pair of pale legs, three fire exits, seven potted pla...
"Miss Moore?" "Yes sweetie." "... If there are legs... there's a body to go with them right?" This boy was an odd one. "Yes that's usually how it- Allen! Where are you off to?" Her look of shock remained as little Allen ran playfully over to a set of dirty legs.
The next chapters will definitely be longer. I don't know how long it will be until they're up, but once they are, the update dates should be consistent... I'm giving myself the benefit of the doubt here, so I'd advise you do the same.
Thanks for reading! Feel free to say whatever you want in the review. I don't mind if you're mean, I just hope you're honest, because this is huge learning experience for me. And I obviously have tons to learn.