RAIN
  • WpView
    Reads 3
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jun 16, 2018
2030, Rain is aeviternal since 2021 in all-America. 9 years of crepuscule, corrosion and torrent. Houston Texas, Horizon Abattoir acquiesces to a dystopian life. All adults of the age 21 and up, including Horizons parents, work as erectors in a project, constructing a 5 meters thick layer of glass accross the State's sky. All is revolutionary but when the young society of America finds out 'Project 21' literally fell and killed every adult and parent, anarchey and uprisings against all people and government starts.
All Rights Reserved
#77
rebelion
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Kadota (Love Trilogy)
  • Escaping Elysia
  • The Death Of Us
  • Between Ash and Ember - Book One
  • Out of the Fire
  • The Island
  • The Fall of Man
  • The Vordox
  • The Rain (Book 1 - The Unprotected)

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.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines