Sneak preview (The opening)
Elizabeth sips her drink as the sun blazes down on her face, scourging the scars of reality. Her lips firmly press against the cup, as the warm tea soaks into her system like the fire of the universe. Elizabeths hands press against the surface of the kitchen, the cold granite electrifies her veins. Footsteps tapper down the stairs, the feet pound against the floor, Elizabeths turns around as she embraces the face, his hair shines like the golden touch of a Greek God. Liz's face shrinks into a hole of the unknown, Jame's eyes open wide as he smiles at Elizabeth.
She compress her lips, he strokes his golden hair as he looks to the floor.
She knows.