Post by perceus500 on Aug 15, 2010 21:54:50 GMT -6
Jordan here. So, I'm thinking of writing a book based around the ever-popular series, Charmed. (To learn more about Charmed, read my review {click}) Anyway, here's the Prologue. Tell me what you think.
Prologue
I ran. My feet were bare, bruised, and cut. I looked behind my shoulder. They were coming. I was surrounded by a thick forest. No where to run. No where to hide. They were right on my tail. Suddenly I stumbled and fell, tripping on my own feet. I flipped onto my back, supporting myself with my elbows. They appeared. Literally, right in front of me. One took out a knife. It hung over me...and plunged down.
(Indentation) I gasped and my eyes shot open. I clutched my stomach. It was that dream again, I thought. I got out of bed and went to the door. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. I yawned and--okay. That's enough. I suppose now you want to know who this mysterious "I" is. Well, my name is Salem Halliwell. I am a witch, oddly enough. I have two siblings; Sandra and Jesse. I'm 21 years old and I run a small diner in San Francisco. I am the Head of the Household at the Halliwell manor. Sandra and Jesse--my sister and brother (in that order)--are also witches. Oddly enough, we have powers too! You're thinking "AWESOME!!!" right now, aren't you? Well, you'd be wrong, my friend. How would you feel if every day, you're worried that some crazy moron is going to come at you with a dagger and an energy ball? Yup, that's how we live our lives. Read on, you'll catch the gist of it. Well, now I'm done with the introductions, so read on.
Yay for spontaneous writings.
Prologue
I ran. My feet were bare, bruised, and cut. I looked behind my shoulder. They were coming. I was surrounded by a thick forest. No where to run. No where to hide. They were right on my tail. Suddenly I stumbled and fell, tripping on my own feet. I flipped onto my back, supporting myself with my elbows. They appeared. Literally, right in front of me. One took out a knife. It hung over me...and plunged down.
(Indentation) I gasped and my eyes shot open. I clutched my stomach. It was that dream again, I thought. I got out of bed and went to the door. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. I yawned and--okay. That's enough. I suppose now you want to know who this mysterious "I" is. Well, my name is Salem Halliwell. I am a witch, oddly enough. I have two siblings; Sandra and Jesse. I'm 21 years old and I run a small diner in San Francisco. I am the Head of the Household at the Halliwell manor. Sandra and Jesse--my sister and brother (in that order)--are also witches. Oddly enough, we have powers too! You're thinking "AWESOME!!!" right now, aren't you? Well, you'd be wrong, my friend. How would you feel if every day, you're worried that some crazy moron is going to come at you with a dagger and an energy ball? Yup, that's how we live our lives. Read on, you'll catch the gist of it. Well, now I'm done with the introductions, so read on.
Yay for spontaneous writings.