Candle Light-A gay novel-

Hello journal thing I was told to write in...

1857, August 19

Age:23

All because of my parents I have an empire if you can call 146 people and nineteen families that...I was sent with a team of five to find the "prophet" and for some reason marry it I don't know who or what it is and when nor the species- Hell I could be marrying a goddamned unicorn for all I know!



This journey is not what I wanted nor what I needed, but I don't have a choice anymore... my little brother is out of the picture, and my older sister is comatose. Why does the weight of this family always fall on my shoulders?



Dear Diary.

1857 August 19

Age:19

Just today after nineteen years of my beautiful rural life I'm told I am a prophet but not for any higher being because "I am one" They say my parents were God's and sent me to live with their followers as the war would kill me before my first breath and I was being searched for by someone...I didn't think and damn thing to do with the fact that I have to decide what to do or else fight in the war I wasn't even involved in this is far too puzzling for me and I just want to go home...Oh! did I forget to mention?! I'm in a house that I've never been in a place I've never seen with unholy amounts of strangers. At least I have 3 days to decide my fate.