Bene Fortuna[size/][b/] Prolouge[i/] The tiny light shined through the little town as it was flickerinh back and forth, the life rattling within it. There were many like it, and it kept flickering. Tiny drops fell off the clouds and the dived into the ground, as if sycronized swimmers were doing another performace again. The rain was pouring gallons of water by the minute and each drop crashed onto the ground. There was a small figure walking through the rain, it slow body strudging through the harsh rain, and it slowly resembled a woman, with huge luggage, that seemed to appear heavy. They were wet and close to opening, so they must have been heavier than they were. There was no one there to help her, and the woman felt cold and in pain due to the feel of the sharp rain spilling its tears. She was still trudging on though, but...she felt hopless. Nothing ever helped her in her life, when she ran away from home at an early age. It was a sad way her own story was told, but she made sure that she was at least ther to exist, not to be lost in the memories, or in the past. She lost balance, and went down. *~* The woman was awakened due to the fact of a kettle on the rise, and she just checked herself first, and took a deep breath of relief. All was okay, at least for now. She couldn't get up due to the fact she was in pain and probably had a huge cold. Another woman came into th room, and her breath froze. The woman sneezed, and said very loudly... "What are you doing to me?"