vmpdevil101
Star
- Joined
- Oct 12, 2013
- Location
- Unknown
There on an large oak wooden desk sat a stack of books many of them in different shapes being from poor to perfect, from old as the earth itself to just printed. It was none of those that caught your attention, no. What caught your attention was the leather bound book that seemed to dark to be natural leather however the texture screamed leather, whether it was cow or human no one would or could tell. It looked new however the paper that was within it screamed old as well as the smell that wafted off the paper.
Opening the book you would find yourself drawn within the story of a young boy a wizard before he became the great wizard he was destined to be. However would he be a great wizard or the darkest wizard ever to exist…
Opening the book you would find yourself drawn within the story of a young boy a wizard before he became the great wizard he was destined to be. However would he be a great wizard or the darkest wizard ever to exist…
I suppose I shall start off with telling you the year I was born and then why the hell
'they' are forcing me to write within this stupid book.
1. I was born December 31, 1926 to a women I have never met.
2. Who is my father? I am unsure of that… though I know before my mothers death
she had named me after my father and grandfather by fates design I dislike…. No hate them both.
3. Like above I have been abandoned by all family members and live in an orphanage.
4. I am not a happy child… which you will find out yourself… NEW FRIEND!
'they' are forcing me to write within this stupid book.
1. I was born December 31, 1926 to a women I have never met.
2. Who is my father? I am unsure of that… though I know before my mothers death
she had named me after my father and grandfather by fates design I dislike…. No hate them both.
3. Like above I have been abandoned by all family members and live in an orphanage.
4. I am not a happy child… which you will find out yourself… NEW FRIEND!