AN: This is the prologue for Past the Horizon. It's the story of Phoebe and Henry, and how they mature over a year due to their adventures, problems, etc. (hence the title). I don't know where it came from or what it is, so right now it's the prologue. Have fun and rip to shreds!
It was the summer of love
It was the season of hate
It was the spell of growing
It was the suspicion of fate
It was the beginning of hope
It was the bellow of laughter
It was the basket of the precious moments
That we are after
It was the flowing of tears
It was the fatality of mourning
It was the inflammation of dread as the
School year nears
It was the summer of magic
It was the season of reality
It was the spell of maturing
It was the suspicion of fantasy
But most of all
It was the summer of friends
And of the line of treasured memories
That never ends
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