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I couldn't take it anymore... chapter one of this story is really bugging me... please tell me what you think of it so far while I try and write more... sweatdrop


Chapter One

Atlantis.

Everything the travel guide had said it would be; and more.

A happy, vibrant, city; full of laughter, song, and colour. With roads made from cobalt stone and footpaths made from granite and/or marble depending on where you walked. The buildings were all different shapes and colours, and were all warm and welcoming whenever you entered them. And the people! The people were amazing. You’d be walking down the street and a group of people would just burst into song and dance, for no more reason then they could do so if they chose to. They were also very helpful, and none seemed to mind that there could be murderers or rapists walking around, for they were always caught and put into jail within a week after committing such a crime.

Alexis hadn’t even been here for two hours before the city felt more like home then his home town, Avalon, had ever been. He hadn’t even been here for two hours before the crowded streets and busy roads seemed more normal then the quiet streets had been. He hadn’t even been here for two hours before the loud noise of people talking and the traffic were just as comforting as the sound of birds singing, and soft music.

Ah yes. He was finally home where he should be.

And yet… despite feeling like he was home, he wasn’t one hundred percent sure he fitted in. Sure, there were other people around him with the same colour hair and eyes he had. Sure, there were other people who were the same height and build as he was… but did that truly make him fit in? He just felt so… well… different so… alien. He didn’t know anyone here in this beautiful city. He didn’t know where anything truly was, except for the hotel he was going to stay at for that night. Sure he had read where things were out of the books he had studied, but that was different to actually knowing where things where.

Sighing softly, Alexis stopped walking and gazed at himself in a shop window. Weary, emerald green, eyes stared back at him, unblinkingly, full of concern mixed with wonder, betraying exactly as he felt. His coppery colour hair, fell to his shoulders in gently waves, and framed a shaven love heart shaped face for a few seconds before gently being picked up and blown about in a gently breeze. His skin was milky white, and contrasted well with the dark clothing he wore, while blending together quite nicely with his pale pink lips, which just seemed to scream, kiss me. He was tall, about six foot seven, and he was of a slender build, though very strong despite this. He was just your average Jo Blow, who people would rarely take a second glance at unless they were interested with what they saw.
It made him sick.

How could anyone like someone else just for their looks? Didn’t people realize that looks weren’t everything? Didn’t people realize that a person was more beautiful on the inside?

No. Of course they didn’t. Only a few people in the world probably knew how to look for that beautiful glow which was inside every person; no matter how ugly you thought the person looked; no matter how rich, or how charming a person could be, their true beauty, their true… nature… was on the inside, and if you couldn’t see it; if you couldn’t take that single moment and just reach out and grab it, you’d lose something before you could even realize it was there.

Will no one else comment on this any more? q.q

And no one has said if they like the heading or not either. crying

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