Story Time!! -- The Search for Extraordinary

So I got bored. Erin mentioned about taking time to write. I realized that this summer my writing has suffered due to it's lack of happening.

RP has been lacking sadly, been so busy!

So I sat down and wrote out a sort of intro to a prospective story! :)

Enjoy! (This is a rough draft so yea... xD)

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Begin with the ending. The term sounded so redundant in my mind. After all I had witnessed, and dealt with over the years... I realized that it was a overused concept. All of the hand-written tombs that I had discovered over the years, they started with something dramatic.

The hero always had a problem, usually poverty. If the hero was lucky, by the time they started this story, they would be rich as all bloody hell. So everything was a flash back that led up to that point.

Of course, this is after they have already lost every meager thing they already owned. Fires, a war, or someone died. Or all of the above. You apparently cannot start a good story unless someone dramatically kicks the bucket after all.

There is hardly a story starting out with someone more or less normal. Everyone in their family is alive. They get along with them like any family gets along. The occasional fights, the rambunctiousness of children, and the need to eat, clean, and work.

No one is sick, dieing, or in any impending doom. The main character just wants something extroidinary. Something to bring back home and tell everyone of their adventure. To tell their children someday.

You hardly ever see an adventure like that anymore, and if there were any, no one ever hears of them.

No one wants to connect with that person who is more or less just like them. They want to either aspire to be them, or be able to say, "At least my life isn't like that."

I would like my life to be like that... to start out as something perfectly normal, and not have to grace the pages of a story about all of the terrors, trials, and tribulations I have endured. To show my story of lives lost, love fought for, and riches gained in some terrible war.

Yet here I am, writing it all down because of something so simple caused a terrible destruction to lay in my wake. My story is the one that was the search for extraordinary.