Jul. 21, 2011 7:28 AM
This is a three book series i'm planning on writing...
BOOK 1 AND 2 WILL BE STARTED SOON!
I've only started on a very short intro... if people like the intro, i'll continue to write the story.
F3AR: BOOK ONE
Im the type of writer that likes to put may confusing situations and connect the dots at the end.... please give it a chance.
BOOK 1 AND 2 WILL BE STARTED SOON!
I've only started on a very short intro... if people like the intro, i'll continue to write the story.
F3AR: BOOK ONE
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INTRO
F3AR IS GOOD
I ran through the narrow corriders. panting like a wild dog. The nightmare was horrible. I needed to wake up. This nightmare was like no other. This one had a stranglehold on the very air I was breathing. I looked at the man before me only to lose all vision and have a strange falling sensation...
FALLING
The Sky was at my fingertips...
Everything i could ever do or say was flooding through my brain...
Thoughts, memories... love....
"AAARRRGGGHHH!!"
I woke up panting...
I was covered in sweat. I had woke up at the last minute just like all the other dreams. Nightmares. Fear...
My mind was clouded with doubt... how could i know what was real and what was not real... for what is real but another figment of our imagination... i contemplated on this only to see i was mad. Madness. That is what i fear...
Some say fear is Evil. Some say fear is to be used for good. none of this matters because if you're smart, then you know, fear is what keeps you alive...
F3AR IS GOOD
I ran through the narrow corriders. panting like a wild dog. The nightmare was horrible. I needed to wake up. This nightmare was like no other. This one had a stranglehold on the very air I was breathing. I looked at the man before me only to lose all vision and have a strange falling sensation...
FALLING
The Sky was at my fingertips...
Everything i could ever do or say was flooding through my brain...
Thoughts, memories... love....
"AAARRRGGGHHH!!"
I woke up panting...
I was covered in sweat. I had woke up at the last minute just like all the other dreams. Nightmares. Fear...
My mind was clouded with doubt... how could i know what was real and what was not real... for what is real but another figment of our imagination... i contemplated on this only to see i was mad. Madness. That is what i fear...
Im the type of writer that likes to put may confusing situations and connect the dots at the end.... please give it a chance.