Spoiler
I have already posted the first two parts and my wonderful reviewers have mentioned that the plot and the working of the beginning can be hard to understand. Personally I like the reader to find out about character themselves but I think a prologue would really help. Please tell me how you feel about this. It was written quickly so it is not perfect. I want to know If I should scrap it or keep it. Thanks!
This is no longer part of my novel!
A candle flickered, fluttering under the night breeze. They sat together, sisters, the transcending sisterhood in all its glory. A tawny owl stood perched by the open window, large bulbous gems glistening, the scene reflected in its amber eyes. A table set in the middle of a cavernous hall, majestically carved and embossed with runes. A leg of the rich red wood grew into the floor, it’s powerful roots growing underneath the castle.
They sat on tall mahogany chairs by the living table, their faces stoic, cold. They where identical in every way; same dark hair, same black soulless eyes, plain ageless faces. Each dressed in tight silver silk gowns that clung to each curve like scared children to a mother. There was a dark beauty about those grey faces, something old and wise about thoughts frowned brows and pale unsmiling lips.
"Time approaches," said a voice quite from Ere, the first sister her eyes like an endless abyss.
"The boy approaches," muttered Twa, the second sister, her long black hair coiled up in a strange bun. The other sisters turned to face her, their faces impassive but their hearts beating.
"Yes, his father has received intelligence on Valia and her coming of age. He will do anything to obtain her," said Fif the third sister, her hands stroking the silver chain which hung on her long neck.
"But not about Nameless."
"No, the elders forbid that he shall ever find out but, never-the-less his son approaches. He will recieve his orders tonight and he will succeed."
"Impossible! Never! What are we to do if he takes our Valia from us! Are we to bow down to that human scum!"
“I have foreseen it, so it is so. He wishes to view the prophesy, he wishes to obtain her limitless power,"
“He will send his son to take our Valia, use her against us but he does not know of our Nameless, not yet."
"What about his mistress? The boy's dark elf mother, Lady Aslan knows about Nameless. There is no doubt that she will do all she can to obtain her."
"Why not let her. Let her wreak havoc on those vile humans scum, rid the earth of their disposable race."
"And let the child, our own niece, die?"
"One life for a million, it is a fair price. She should have never been born, our cycle, the cycle of the sisterhood broken by her. We must remain impartial to the child; we have grown too fond of her."
"What about the boy? His mother and father underestimate him."
“Kill him and we could end it all,"
"The war is unavoidable, we have all foreseen it. No matter what we do, no matter who dies or who lives, we cannot avoid it"
"What are we to do?"
"We are to do nothing."
The sisters stayed silent, their minds connected in intense thought. Do nothing? Where they to leave the destiny of their world to a pair of hatch-lings?
