I m beginning to write this journal since I had left home. After leaving home i realized that eventually where I stay, what I see i just so small. I'm on my way to see a bigger world outside, to see a world which is beyond my past life. I decided to write journals when i started to head out for this journey, as a dairy of my life outside home. My journey has begun.
Ryden. One of the small town in the island named Fillion, a place where I have my life in for the past 15 years ever since I was born. I never knew Fillion was an island and there's lands beyond this place until one day I found it out....
The sun was hanging high up in the sky, shining down at the shore of Ryden. I was lying down on the golden sand of the beach, letting the sun to shine down at me and feeling the great breeze of the sea. I was enjoying at that moment until a sound came by that broke the enjoyment. "I have found something, Alder!"
It was Charles. My best friend, my brother, my family in my whole life till now. I never had a family since I was born in this town, my parents were dead three years after I was born, in a car crash. Then I was taken care by the Ryden Orphanage. Charles was the first friend and only friend I had in that time. For what I was told, his family, the Kinder family was all murdered in one night and he was the leftover. We grew up together all the way long, and we are family to each others.
"What is it? Another weird sea shell you found again?" I was still closing my eyes, trying to make joke out of him. There's one thing funny about this guy is that he always love to look out for things that he thinks is interesting or weird.
"No! Its not a sea shell this time, Alder Palmore. Its a map!"
"Map, huh? you know what, Charles. Stop showing things that you think is fun."
"No, its not fun. It is a map."
"Oh, c'mon what's so good about a map!? Can't you see I'm enjoying here."
"Just take a look and you will know what am I talking"
"Its holiday, Charles. Let me have a rest here will ya?"
"Just look!" This time he really is getting aggressive, he shook me hard making me starting to go a little dizzy.
"Okay, okay!"
I slowly opened up my eyes and turn my sight towards Charles's hand. He is holding a paper that look old. "Give it over" I grabbed the paper out of his hand and had a look. It is indeed a map, but it looked different from those maps that we always see on this island.
Fallen is just another story that I had thought of and planing on writing it. Its a half-horror-half-sci-fi story. I will be writing this story in the form of a journal which is in the point of view from the main character. Hope you enjoy
Fallen--The Begining of The End (Journal#1)
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