spihelm

Prologue

Here we start this grim tale in the town of Spihelm. This town was practically a ghost town, but no one knew that. It was a ghost town, after all, what more could you expect? This gloomy place was darker than a ghouls soul. It was always silent, to the point you could almost hear the tiniest needle drop into a pile of pillows. The trees were dull and the sky grey. Even the residents were boring. All but one. A girl named Euphrosyne. And that's where we meet the nicest girl in this whole dreary town. She was named after the Greek goddess Euphrosyne, goddess of Good Cheer and Joy because her parents had high hopes. They thought she'd make everyone happier. But her parents are dead now, so there would be no point. She stood by the bus stop with a wide grin on her face, her aura every colour of the rainbow. She always wore her honey blonde, silky hair, that just met the bottom of her thigh, in neat pigtails to keep it out of her face. Her hair would blow in the wind gently whenever she was outside the colour complimenting her beautiful grey eyes. They were far off being dull. They were not like stone or concrete. They were the grey of a pigeon's elegant wings, fluttering and soaring past the clouds midday. The colour of the ocean, right before the dawns first rays strike it down. The colour of the shimmering moon, glistening in the empty sky. She was utterly remarkable, yet not a single person in Spihelm noticed. They were all too immersed in their sorrows to even notice anything new, exciting or colourful. They practically saw the world in black and white. Even her parents didn't acknowledge her beauty, and I don't believe anyone ever would. Although, She was in a relationship with a handsome boy named Atticus. He had raven black hair and beautiful blue eyes, but he also was dull, because this is Spihelm. What a waste of beauty on someone just as miserable as the others. And if you expected he was going to be all cheery and joyful or whatever else, like Euphrosyne, you were very wrong.