Neverdark Prologue by C.S. Einfeld

I started to read Neverdark by C.S. Einfeld on Thursday, I read the prologue and was blown away. It contains all the wonderful things about nature, and what mankind causes, without even realising it. I have never read such a good prologue before, so I just had to share it. The rest of the book is just as good, my review will be up on the blog soon. Enjoy :)

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Neverdark Prologue

By C.S. Einfeld

Beyond your backyard, past the school, and just east of the shopping mall, there stood a small outcrop of wild growing things: trees, grasses shrubbery, ivy, and moss, mostly. Some years earlier, it was part of what might be described as a thicket, or a grove, nesled on the edge of town, with farmland just beyond. Mant, many years ago, it was part of a great and beautiful forestthat spread for thousand and thousand of miles in all directions, until it reached the sea.

Over the years, people moved into the town and cleared the land to make room for themselves. For the most part, the forest did not mind. It was not in it's nature to mind. Forests are, first and formost, very sharing things. Tree, grass, bug, beast, and bird were all made welcome. And so, when the humans arrived, the forest simply expected tht it would certinly have enough room for them, as surely as it had always had enough room for everyone else before.

But the years went by, and slowly, the forest found that it was shrinking. To it's very great sadness, it discovered that many of it's creatures were moving out, or simply disapearinf, As the humans grew in number, so the forest was diminished, in equal measure. And so, beyond your backyard, past the school, just east of the shopping mall, there stoos a little patch of this very old, old forest, and this was all that was left.

Now, like all small things, it is important to remember that small can sometimes be very big. Although small now, this little patch of 'wild' was a very big and busy place to the faeries who lived there.

Faeries, if you don't already know, are an ancient race of woodland folk. They have always lived alongside human brings, and they continue to do so, to this very day. Certainly, there are many people who will tell you that faeries are just make-believe, they don't really exist. But those same people will just as likely tell you that miracles don't really happen, and they do-every day, if you have a mind to see them.

Mostly, children arrive in this world able to see faeries, plain as day. No one knows why, but for some reason, as they grow, that sight somehow fades. It is a sad fact that very few grown-ups these days can see clearly enough to spot a faerie under any circumstances.

Usually, they mistake them for butterflies! But, kids know better. They know that faeries are pretty much just like miracles. If you look for them, you'll see them, and if you don't, you won't!

Special thanks to C.S. Einfeld for letting me post this wonderful prologue. 

Hope you enjoyed!

Carly :)