Prologue
Seth
“Come back to me. You need me, son.”
My breath came shorter and faster as I heard the voice. I looked at the ground, hoping the power of its words would subside far into the tumult of my mind. I realized now that it was my choice. It always had been. Still, the irrational fear, the pride, the uncertainty I felt held me back.
“You have your whole life to decide. Don’t make a foolish decision now. You’ve worked too hard for what you have. Do you want to let it all go now?”
With a struggle, I listened to the cold, hard voice. I knew the pain of resisting, of trying to understand the unfathomable.
So I walked away from the gentle pleading.



I'm not sure whether I'm going to start putting up my story. But I thought the prologue wouldnt hurt...