Chapter 1
At the tender age of thirteen, Key Sand lost his first and only love to an unexplained, unnatural, seemingly ubiquitous tsunami of black Indian ink.
The next four years were spent moping and despairing at his lost chance for love, never again to feel the same rapture as he did when he was with her. And thus his hormones came and raged (mostly for her), and gave him all manner of skin ailments, and the hormones went away and his complexion cleared up and yet he pined.
Prologue
The prologue was written several months from the first chapter, and while it is connected to the story and sets up the situation, it was originally written as a one-shot, so *technically*, I’m not counting it.
Reposted from LJ with a few minor edits, from ![[info]](http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
number304: Quote, “Rays of light from the stars in the night sky above send a plea from across the ages with colours that haven’t faded” -”Asteriks” by Orange Range.
