Essentially, how did this FF come about?
Although it wasn't even the topic I finally chose that this FF would be based on, it was an alternate thing on the side that had seemed really interesting at the time. It really is still very much interesting.
So that idea which I mentioned is...Genetic Memory.
Heard of it before, in passing even?
My topic for that research proposal actually was Neurogenesis. But, Genetic Memory was something I came across my research.
Apprently, this one's a hot topic with neuroscientists!
...So, you could experience an ancestor's memories!
Ex: You go to a place your ancestor has been to. Although, you haven't ever been there before, you somehow seem to know the place real well. Also, you seem to experience certain flashes of memories near objects/places of the same kind. These flash of memories belong to your ancestors! But while you've these flashes, it seems like you've flown to the past itself! It's very real, until you obviously snap to the present.
So this would obviously be a big building block to the story - this idea of 'genetic memory'. The FF would have me switching between the 18th century and the 21st century. But there's much more to the story than this!
Now, that was to familiarize you with the concept I would like to put forth with this FF. Below, I've posted the prologue. Do check it out!
And, please let me know your thoughts. You guys remotely interested in this concept of mine? (:
It was a dark, ominous night.
The fort with its mighty gates, huge ornate halls, palaces, pavilions, and gardens, usually was a welcoming sight. But tonight, it was anything but that. The effect was menacing.
An evil smile curled his lips. It would be horrifying for her.
Snapping out of his thoughts, he made his way back inside. It was perfect. The moon was full, casting a silvery-blue glow across the five-story windows. Easier to see her, to make sure that all would go as planned.
I'll get rid of her, he thought, climbing the stairs. He'd make sure of it. He had come too far to lose everything now. It had been going his way. But she'd at the last moment threatened to ruin it all.
Stopping at a window overlooking the gardens, he checked to see if all was in place. And there she was.
A dark cloth covered her face, while a stole was wrapped around her upper body.
Throwing a glance both ways, she made her way across the garden, her footsteps soft on the grass. Neither the darkness nor her attempt to conceal herself could take away from her beauty. She looked like an angel, no doubt.
Your place is in the clouds above, he thought with a dry laugh.
Turning to take his leave, he took a last look at his handiwork. Everything was ready. Everything was in place. But then he saw an approaching figure. A familiar figure. He hadn't anticipated this.
Abhayendra. . .what's he doing here?Edited by natashu - 2011-01-19T16:21:03Z
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