Alpha Ozymandius

Prologue

 Dear readers,

I welcome you all to experience this beautiful journey of love and fantsay with Ozymandius and Pearl. Some years back, this story was just an idea I was discussing with my friend and now it has become one of my most loved stories. Through the journey of writing this book, I evolved as a person and learnt a lot of things and I think thats how the characters also evolved by time in this book. I was inspired by this poem to name the hero. I hope you all have a wonderful time reading this book and each of you fall in love with the characters as much as I did.                                              But before you read I would like to address some things:                                                                                                                                                  1. I wrote this book some time ago so there might be errors.                                                                                                                                              2. This is all fiction and no opinion is meant to hurt anyone.                                                                                                                                            3. There will be some mature scenes so if you are a minor beware.                                                                                                                                  4. Also when you read this book and if you like it, please say a prayer that one day I become a published writer.                                                          Lots of love and Happy Reading!

 I met a traveller from an antique land,

Who said-"Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away."

P.B Shelley

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