SONG OF A PEN
{PROLOGUE}
Sometimes, sentences aren't just sentences. They are a song sung by someone's pen,
heard by someone's eyes. One thing is certain, it is felt by both.
When I used to gaze at the stars in night, they used to tell me stories. They used to
sing them. The moon was the narrator, told me about it's tale when it met the sun.
Once a bright star told me a story, I can't remember it's name.
So I'll call it 'a song of a pen' and the star that narrated the tale. I'll refer him as A.
Hence it's "Song of a pen" sung by A star.
I am just a mere listener narrating this story which I heard. Every word that flows from
my mouth, is a stroke painting in your minds of a song I heard in words.
I am Page. Your friend. Your narrator.
Since the star has 8 companions. I will try to complete it in 9 parts. As for this
prologue, it's for you. Our brightest star.
Try your best to not leave my hand in this journey, it's a short one and a simple one.
It's your choice to either believe it's special or not. But believe me, just hold your heart
and try to hear every sentence as if it's special.
It dosen't just make me or this story special but also you.
It was passed to me. I am handing it to you.
Let's see where this story takes us.