THE COLOR WAS BLUE (BOOK COVER)

PROLOGUE

It was raining. At least in my head, I believe that it was raining. That makes it a little bit more dramatic and fun to read. Rain was quite common these days. In my 23 years on this earth and especially here, I fail to remember any time like this, when it started raining from the beginning and continued to rain throughout the year. Naturally, I am inclined to presume it was raining, even though I forgot the day itself. I presume it was. She was waiting at the corner of the road on her scooter. I was late. Mind you! It was the first time I was ever late but nonetheless I was. Late. I looked at my watch constantly while I walked past hordes of dummies rushing besides me. Everyone was in a hurry. The scarecrows, the plastic models and the paper animals, every single being was rushing somewhere. No one wanted to be outside. I wouldn’t blame them it was 2020, the year of the virus. Everyone seemed to be galloping and here I was. Late. If you knew me, even a week before I started writ...

CHAPTER 10: WHERE IT ALL BEGAN

It hasn’t really been long, that I have left this place. The place where I spent the entirety of my childhood. The “City with no names” they called it. It’s quite a beautiful name for a place to have. It has a poetic touch to it. Looking back at it now I can imagine why it was called that. There were thousands of families that lived here, none had a name for themselves. When I say name, I mean, social status. They were all just people wandering around trying to live a normal life under the crippling hand of mediocrity. Sure, they had jobs and lives but no one here had a name for themselves, nothing about anyone here stood out. The city with no names held true to its name or the lack of it. I walked along side Jeffry through one of the several streets that lead to the heart of the place. The place was supposed to have changed in two years of time, but somehow nothing felt new. It felt old rather. Most shops that were opened when I left were not there, many buildings were missi...

CHAPTER 2

The next day there was as much of a hassle early in the morning as the last. I had no idea why it was happening, and I didn’t bother to ask. I was in my bed, half asleep and in a game of clash royale. Now there’s this card in clash royal ugh I don’t know why it’s so overpowered someone at supercell should really nerf the shit out of it. The mega knight, the chunky mega black armored fat piece of shit. I just want to say one thing to the people that play that card. Fuck you, you should go delete the game, just do it. So! here I was on my bed, half asleep being butchered by the mega knight while the other room was filled with hurried movements. I turned to the side away from the door and pushed my goblin barrel to the left tower. One arrow and them goblins were dead. “It’s hopeless” I sighed. I don’t know why suddenly I was so angry; I punched the phone. When in real life, I actually wanted to punch that stupid mega knight. Stupid fat Fucker! The phone screen whitened for a second ...

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