20 August 2012
Prologue
It all started when I was playing in the garden with my sister. She went inside to get a drink and I heard a mysterious sound projecting from the plants. The sound was a hesitant swoosh and I dramatically turned around to see the happenings. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a sharp edge of a piece of paper. It had jagged handwriting. I sauntered over to the plant and lifted up the paper. It was a letter, and was signed off:
The Phantom.
The Letters From The Phantom • Opuss № I