I can't believe I'm actually doing this.
I'm running...
My breath hitches as I make my way through the woods.
Who knew that a normal morning on my small but compfy sofa, with my typical glass of orange juice would lead to this...All I can remember in this dim light, as the woods shelter me from the sun is...
A broadcast.
A dream.
A map.
A name.
A boy..
My worries and problems, were all left behind the moment I decided to take life as it is and leave. Was it right to trust my instincts, to forget the rest of this world and leave to a faraway place, isolated from the noise of streets and cars. I didn't understand what was going on...hell I didn't even know that these woods existed until now...all I knew was to follow the map I was holding with my bare rough hands. I had stumbled to many times to count, especially as it is not something you would expect of an Apprentice of the Wind.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.