msbrooklyn
December 10th, 2010, 01:17 PM
this is the first page of a book i have wrote. i need help picking a title so if you will give me your suggestions. comment if you want and please be honest. thanks.
In a town far away lived a boy named Arran. In this town of many he was a voice of none. He lived in a one room house on the edges of town where the houses sink into the valley, deep into the shadow of the king’s castle. The house he shared with his mother, father and no one else.
Each day he would walk to the center of town to go to school. Always last to arrive and always the last to leave. Arran was a very intelligent boy, his teachers always commented on his abilities, yet they were worried about him. You see since the day he was born he had never spoke. As a baby he never cried, and now as a young child he never spoke to the children of his class. Yet every day he marched his way to school, returning with good marks from his teacher.
Farther into the valley, past where the shadows of the castle cooled the hills, was a cabin sitting back into the trees. So far out was this cabin that no one in the town knew of who lived there. But if you happened to wander out past all existence you would find this cabin along with a mother and her child. The cabin was so far out from everything that the young girl, who was called Ayasha, never even went to school. So during the day when normal children would go out to learn Ayasha would spend her days wandering the forest around her house, collecting wild plants and singing with the birds.
One day as Arran walked home to school he saw smoke rising from the valley. Curious he ran as fast as he could towards the smoke. Then as he rounded the corner he stopped. The source of the smoke was now visible. His house was engulfed in flames. Arran ran through the crowd of people who were desperately trying to put out the flames looking for his parents. They weren’t there. Arran began to panic, his parents must still be in the house! He screamed for his father and mother, but there was no reply. Utterly hopeless he took a seat under a fig tree and watched the fire destroy all he had never known.
In a town far away lived a boy named Arran. In this town of many he was a voice of none. He lived in a one room house on the edges of town where the houses sink into the valley, deep into the shadow of the king’s castle. The house he shared with his mother, father and no one else.
Each day he would walk to the center of town to go to school. Always last to arrive and always the last to leave. Arran was a very intelligent boy, his teachers always commented on his abilities, yet they were worried about him. You see since the day he was born he had never spoke. As a baby he never cried, and now as a young child he never spoke to the children of his class. Yet every day he marched his way to school, returning with good marks from his teacher.
Farther into the valley, past where the shadows of the castle cooled the hills, was a cabin sitting back into the trees. So far out was this cabin that no one in the town knew of who lived there. But if you happened to wander out past all existence you would find this cabin along with a mother and her child. The cabin was so far out from everything that the young girl, who was called Ayasha, never even went to school. So during the day when normal children would go out to learn Ayasha would spend her days wandering the forest around her house, collecting wild plants and singing with the birds.
One day as Arran walked home to school he saw smoke rising from the valley. Curious he ran as fast as he could towards the smoke. Then as he rounded the corner he stopped. The source of the smoke was now visible. His house was engulfed in flames. Arran ran through the crowd of people who were desperately trying to put out the flames looking for his parents. They weren’t there. Arran began to panic, his parents must still be in the house! He screamed for his father and mother, but there was no reply. Utterly hopeless he took a seat under a fig tree and watched the fire destroy all he had never known.