This is the world where people have no need for any of the devices some are used to. We drop off old technology off on Mars in storage places we managed to build 100 years ago. You all may be wondering; "What year is this taking place? Who is even writing in this old journal anyway?"
My name is Dakota Caldwell. It's the year I am the former leader of this small collection of islands called Castonia. It's been 19 years since all this took place and I wrote about this stuff when it all happened. I was about 36 when it all went down so I'm currently 55 as we speak and don't know if I did good with explaining all this.
Anyways, I was about 14 years into my role here and was sorta ok with it then. I had my second in command, close soldiers that were like family, and soon a adopted child. But I'll get more into detail on all that in the chapters.
As a leader, you'll have some people against you and what all you say. I had a Rebellion on my islands so I was fully aware of them and what all was happening that they were doing. One whole attack blew my whole world into a twist of clouds around my head.
This may all sound ridiculous but if you read all that happened, you'll under stand all my troubles. I'll continue writing in this journal for my kids and soon grandkids to read. Hopefully this will teach them how to do a better job then I did and figure out what went wrong. I must go now, so I'll write back in a week or three. May you all be save in your little bubbles,
-Dakota Caldwell
Cover by a friend of mine so credit to her
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.