Hey all, this is another project that I started. Hopefully I can stick with this. Remember; tear it to shreds!
PROLOGUE
Pain. Those that fear it. That darkness that people call death is nothing compared to the eternal torture that some go through. Pain can reduce even the strongest man to a shivering husk, an animal. Pain can drive a person mad as easily as you or I can talk. Yes, if concentrated it’s the most powerful force in the world. With the exception of what people call love. I wield this power. I am an Elemental. To most I am simply known as Pain. To my few friends I am Teresa.
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I sat at my desk, staring at the piece of paper in front of me. One of several hundred pages, bound in a black leather cover. I have the prologue done. Now... Where do I begin? I picked up my pen and began to write.
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CHAPTER ONE
I remember when I was a normal person. I had an average job, and an average life. There was absolutely nothing special about me. The only thing different about me was that I was curious and stubborn. A dangerous combination.
There was a town meeting that night. I was young, only sixteen. I was considered pretty, with black hair that tumbled down in loose curls and waves until just past my shoulders, and framed my face, bringing out my startling emerald green eyes. I had an hourglass figure, and pale skin.
The mayor stood on a raised platform, examining the crowd of people with sad gray eyes. He seemed worried. He raised his hand, and the crowd fell silent. I was wedged between David and Poppy Fringle, a pair of newlyweds.
“Everyone, listen. Something has moved into the cave by the river, something dangerous.” A wave of mutter-
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“I have your lunch.” I put my pen down with a sigh.
“Marika, what did I tell you about interrupting me when I’m working?” I turned my chair around. A young girl of about the age of ten stood in the doorway. She was holding a tray of food in her hands. “But Father said-“
“I don’t care what Father said! I’m very busy at the moment!”
The girl put the tray down on the desk, between a stack of maps and my inkwell. Then she hurried from the room, shutting the door behind her.
I sighed. Now, where was I?
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muttering spread through the crowd. “What is it?” Was the main question. The mayor raised his hand again.
“We don’t know what it is. I’ve sent a messenger to the city of Golni. They’re going to send some of the world’s most renowned heroes to take care of this threat.” The world’s heroes? This threat must be pretty large, I thought.
Then another thought hit me. “Why don’t we just put together a group of our own villagers? Why bother waiting for the heroes to arrive? That will just give this creature the chance to attack the city.” I called. There were murmurs of agreement.
The mayor looked at me. “We can’t risk losing any of our people Teresa. We don’t want any innocents to die. You of all people should understand that.” My cheeks flushed red. Before I had come to this town my family and I had lived in a village by the border of the country. Some soldiers from the neighboring country raided the village, torching houses and killing everyone in their path. My parents and baby sister had been killed before my eyes, along with many women children. I and a small band of survivors had fled to Golni, where we had been given shelter and jobs. I myself had travelled out to Donue, and lived there ever since.
The meeting went on to other orders of business. I didn’t pay any attention. I couldn’t wait for the heroes to get here; I could take care of this monstrosity myself.
I like it a lot. Really didn't notice anything to nitpick at aside from what has been mentioned above me. I'm not sure where you're going to take the story, but I can see that, if you don't develop the main character (who's writing it) more, it's just going to be unnecessary interruption from the fantasy tale. It all depends on where you're taking it, so I realize it's a little early for me to be warning you about the character just yet. Anyways, good work and I'm looking forward to reading more! 
