Prologue: The flower of forgiveness

A boy, more lonesome than a flower in a field of weeds. Sat in a field of dandelions smiling. He smiled a smile that resembled that of a wolf that had cried and plead. "A girl," they said, "Was his most prized possession, his sister that died when playing in a field of dandelions, was his obsession." The boy in the dandelion field cries in the field, "her smile was so sweet, what right did you have to take her away from me," the boy stops to breathe then begins to speak "I have lived a life of sin, a life of sorrow, and for that, I have lost what is dear." The boy plies and positions himself upon his knees. "can you ever forgive me please." The boy breathes a gentle relaxing breathe as he falls back off his knees, with a slight breeze a leaf falls from the trees and cuts him free, releasing all his worries but by then he has lost his will to run free. He falls into a deep sleep. Starting from his feet he starts to disappear and leaves behind a flower, that smelled of love and forgiveness.