Prologue
{Hidden Melody} - A Onsica story.{Prologue}:
If I were to ever see the sight of such majestic proportions again, so trade my heart I will.
Upon hearing such a melodic tune I have been breaking my legs and arms to find out the true identity of the one chanter, seems to me I have no such luck as to finding him.
Alarming as it is, the second I hear the low G note ring silently in the distance, I brush forward to steer myself to the courtyard where nothing but an evergreen tree stands, looming over a pile of 20th edition Webster dictionaries.
Sadly nothing but the dirty pile of books are found. No footprints, no sign of human. I brush off the crystals that have been able to cling to my dry hair. Digging deeper into my cardigan I feel the air dig into my skin and inbed themselves into my bones.
I sigh to myself once more as the cool breeze that seeps over the school roof bellows onto me. The freezing air seems to strap itself to me as I step back through the doors of hell.
I look past the glass shielding me from what nature bestows upon us all. I must say, "the cold never bothered me anyways".
//Writer's Note: i just wanted to try a new style of writing. So excuse me if it makes no sense.
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