Kingdom of Bones: Prologue

Note - the following is a flashback, and all italicized text will be in the future.

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''There is a lone house that sits deep within the woods. Inside of the house there is a fire that seems to burn through endless amounts of firewood. Around the fire are children who are sleeping. All except for one. Francis gazes at the fire and imagines monsters fight inside of them.''

''Since Francis was a little boy he could remember living in this little shack. He knew this was only a foster home but his foster mother Nanny always told him otherwise; that this was his only home and he she was Mother.''

''“Franco…” Nanny whispers as she walks towards Franco’s bed. “Why aren’t you asleep?”''

“How come you never allow us to go out to the city Nan?” Franco asks.

''A look of grief and sincerity replaces the wrinkles that define her face. She takes a deep breath before deciding on an answer to give the young boy. “It’s just so far away. “She said tucking Francis in.''

“Can you tell me the story of the plague?” Franco adjusted his pillows.

''He only asked because of the time he spent reading Nan’s personal collection of books. She told him countless of times that he did not wield the vocabulary to understand such books. It was just another challenge where Franco proved her wrong. It was the reason she decided to tell the boy.''

''“The plague was all sorts of awful. Everybody was becoming so sick. Some people cough blood, while others….” She grew a disgusted look on her face, “It didn’t matter what happened to them because in the end they all died, except the lucky ones…”''

“Like me?” 

''She smiled, “Yes, like you.” There is a pause of silence. “I think that’s enough for tonight. How about we speak about this later.”''

“You promise?”

''She smiled again. Disappointed, Franco obliged but she never did speak of the plague again, or what would later be known as the kingdom of bones.''

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