[CHAP. 1 UP]The Tales of A True Adventurer.

[~The Game~]

I'll write more later, I promise. Until then, enjoy the short prologue. I included a fitting background theme for you if you want.

 

[align=center]Prologue

 

 

I've always been a courageous little tyke. Climbing things, playing with fire, exploring... I did it all. There was nothing quite like that day at the Clocktower, however. It was one of those giant windmill-powered ones, with gears on the inside. Not the safest place to be.

 

"Miku! Mikuuuu!!!" My adorable little sister hollered. Miu was a petite, beautiful girl. Her pink flowing hair and her wide observant eyes formed a sculpture of innocence that suited her perfectly. "Let's go to the Clocktower!!" she suggested. I myself, however, was a courageous, dangerous adventurer who always seeked more from life, even after life had given me everything. There was always something new around the corner that was dying to be explored. I was a curious little fellow. And, as curious little fellow do best, I got myself in a bit of a predicament. I was bored -which happened very rarely, mind you-

and decided that I could entertain myself by taking a visit to the inside of the Clocktower. It was tall, magnificent, with a lovely stain-glass mural depicted a few feet above the small wooden door. It begged to be explored. So, I decided to scope the place out. Upon entering, I noticed

there was little space for walking. There was a short, straight path that led to a small, probably 1 1/2 square yard gray platform, with a thin vertical pillar in each corner. The rest was gears. Of course, I continued as far as I could, and arrived at the small square platform. K-chink! The gears that weren't already rotating started to do their job, and the platform raised along the four bars. The platform hummed as it lifted me higher, up to a second floor. There was a lot of gears grouped around the west wall, which was the side the windmill jutted out of. There were fewer gears scattered around the other corners. My sister had waited patiently outside the tower, afraid to go in herself. I hopped off at the second floor. I noticed that since the windmill was hexagonal, and the floor was more of a square, there was a foot or two sized gap on each side. Just enough for me to climb through, if I used the gears for a boost. The gears, being about 3/4 a foot thick, made a great foothold. Everything seemed to be perfect. I hopped up the first gear, then the second. I stepped up to the third and started to lose balance. My foot slid nearer and nearer between the two gears. "Ahh!! Help!!!!! MIU!!!"

 

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Like it so far? Good, continue on.

 

[spoiler=Chapter 1!] [spoiler=Part A] It's been years since then. I'm 15 now, with a whole life ahead of me. I'm also missing a foot from the ankle down, but I've never let that stop me. I don't plan on letting it stop me in the future either. Life, however, has gotten..... stale. Plain, bland, dull.

 

Then, things changed.

 

"Hey, Miku..." my sister's meek voice rang out. "Yes, what is it?" I snapped back in a vicious tone. "I'm busy." I lowered my left foot from my bed to the floor. I was polishing my metal replacement of a right foot. Ever since that day, I had been unable to do so much. Ride a bike, play soccer, everything. I lost the adventurous beast within me; the part that thrived for voyage and discovery.

 

"I uh, found this in the back of the Farmer's Market while helping Papa move some crates." Miu had handed me a brochure, decorated with a blue sky, and the bow of a lovely ship. "I know, you were done with this kind of stuff a long time ago. But you're not the same anymore. I can't make you, but... at least promise me you'll consider it? Please?" Miu insisted as she left the room swiftly, rushing back to her dayjob at the village's Farmer Market.

 

"At least promise me you'll consider it."

 

I tossed the pamphlet aside and lie back down to return polishing my metal replacement.

 

 

 

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My sister had not returned home, it was nearly eight-thirty. I started to fret. I know Miu could handle herself, but I was curious. I rose from my bed, slid on my shoes-one specifically made for my false foot, one for my real one-and paced out of my cottage. I headed south toward the market hoping Miu would be busy at work restocking the supplies in the back of our humble shop.

 

   Instead, I only found the strange brochure my sister had shown me. In the corner, a crude smile was drawn in what appeared to be blood. I decided to bite. I quickly skimmed the details on the inside and out of the pamphlet. I flipped to the back. Care to join us? was written, also in the same red stain. The brochure described a claim for 100,000 Gold pieces in exchange for the safe return of..... well, it listed about a half dozen people. This was a strange way of asking for such a thing. My sister... she gave me this so that I would be adventurous once more. She missed the old Miku; she yearned for the dangerous, exciting, exploring Miku. But, this was all missing something. Where was Miu?

New BG theme

   The door flew open and crashed into the wall voraciously. "Miu! Where is Miu?! Miku, answer me!! WHERE IS SHE!?" my mother, Tetsuda shrieked. My father boomed, though more calmly, "Relax! Panic solves nothing." I ignored the commotion and shouldered my way through the small crowd that had formed. I darted through the vestibule that concealed the backroom, past the rest of the market scene, and soared off into the west for the closest river, Ritoru Ribā. The pamphlet had described a small cottage located near a specific bridge which we had posted a note on the bulletin board, advertising our shop. The said cottage would hold more details about this.

 

   My friends and family tried to keep up. They eventually stopped, leaving me to run after Miu. If miu is missing, and all that was left was the pamphlet, then she must be somewhere with whoever is in charge of this ordeal.

[spoiler=Part B]

 

   

 

 

 

 

UBER writer's block. I'd really hate to discontinue this. It will get better, hopefully anyway. Cross your fingers.

[~The Game~]

Shameless self bump.

 

I'm off to school, maybe ill have comments when i come back ;D

[Twig]

It was pretty good, but I don't like the center alignment.

 

I also think the background music didn't fit the whole prologue.

[~The Game~]

I used the align center to attract attention, won't be like that for the rest of the story.

The background didn't fit the whole prologue, I know. It was intended to fit the beginning, but I didn't want to change it every paragraph. I also thought it helped keep the idea that it was a flashback.

 

Anyway, Chapter 1 soon ;D

Thanks, all input is welcome.

[~The Game~]

Yay for chapter 1. Comments?