Dear New World

PROLOGUE

     This World is a monster.

     .....Or that's what my Granddad said.

     He told me how unfair this monster could be. To the weak and strong alike, it pounced. It shred. It bit. It tore. It Devoured. In delight, it howls... with the blank bodies of you and your friends stretched near its slaying paws.

He who holds a dream will be left empty at the feet of this beast....

.....Or that's what my Granddad would say.

     I saw things a little differently. 

     Everyone had a right to a dream. Although control existed, command over a being's feelings did not. 

     We all had names presented to us. We all had a way of having fun. There were things to give, things to get. Things to learn, things to forgive, things to be sorry for, and things to celebrate.

     Life is fun, I, Reyna Summersworth, thought. 

And so I write to you.

    Dear New World,

     Your are always the one urging me forward. You're always there, telling me to look forward, to reach out to the light. To see past it, farther than the darkness that whelms the tunnel. 

     But why do the people always blame you?

     I know that you're trying your best. I know that you are always there for us. 

     And I want to know what you felt to choose someone's fate. Why do so many people suffer? Is it because there wasn't any other way? Because there was no other choice, or too many other people to save at once?

     I don't blame you. I cannot imagine your pain to see someone die by your own hands. 

     So where do you find the courage to choose? To choose someone's fate? Where does that decision take you? How does it make you... feel? How can you take it all... all--- alone? And that is why...

     I want to meet you. And I chose that I want to be your friend. Because surprisingly... despite all boundaries...

     I really like this World.

     There's music cheering in my ears. The trees rustling above my head. The rhythm of my run is gradually marching...... faster

     I'm almost there... I tell myself. And I'll reach out, just one more step... Just a little bit closer... Closer... and I'll be on my way there.

    And this is where it all began.