Cloudhoarders (The Silent Hengemony)

Cloudhoarders (The Silent Hengemony)

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Book I of Cloudhoarders In a moment of scientific forgetfulness, or in a time meant to be forgotten, Earth looked away from the mystique of the heavens, and began to work on each other, realizing life was but a chance in the vast chaos of the cosmos. On the eve of comfort, Earth was invaded by a being of mystery, and what man doesn't understand, man fears. As those fears grew, so did the loom of war to the guest of the void. Shots fired meant lives on the other side were lost, and as the lifeless fell, the once beautiful sky turned against the humans, causing Earth to wilt away its identity of green to a hellish land, making it uninhabitable. What caused such a change in the environment? Was it man or was it Earth's new company?
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In the quiet desert village of Dey, living among the sand dunes and mirages, existed an anomaly - me. I was different, born without the ability to read, write or keep long memories. My scientist father hailed my uniqueness as a miracle, but my life was far from ordinary. To the village, I was just an oddity, a walking puzzle with missing pieces. My only solace was my best friend, always standing by me, his unspoken love for me etched in his affectionate gaze. We lived under a cruel regime with a population no more than a hundred. Every year, one of us would be chosen on the Counting Day, a ceremonious banishing ritual, to become yet another outcast to the floating prison island far off in the ocean - our village's dreaded version of population control. Our past criminals, defiant to government, and more terrifyingly, our loved ones gone missing, were thought to inhabit that island, their fate, a terrifying enigma. This year, as the Counting Day approached unrelentingly, and my loved one's life rested on borrowed time, I made a decision. I volunteered to be casted out. It was my turn to face the unknown with a hidden purpose - to locate my lost father who was sent there years ago.

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