The Hushed
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Last published Tue, Jan 22, 2019
They were a quiet group of teens, although people do say " it's always the quiet ones".
June 28, 2135
Aphrodite: Today is The Gleaning. Today I will finally repay Them for everything they had done for us. They kept us safe and rose from the ashes after the horrible war that destroyed the world our ancestors lived in. The annual Cleansing, the executions, the punishments, while harsh are necessary. They keep our society upright, and anyone who disagrees is the enemy. As I prepared myself for what was to come I whispered the mantra all citizens of Ankwa live by: "You are either Ankwa or the enemy of Ankwa, choose."
Ethan: " Haven't you ever wanted to sneak away, even if it's just for a few minutes? I asked, eyes teeming with a hungry curiosity. My friend shushed me, looking around in fear of being caught.
Nova: "Even if I wanted to, and I'm not saying I do, what could be out there? Everything was destroyed during the war," I hissed. "It's not like they'd isolate us all here without a good reason." I shouldn't have come here. I'm a disgrace. If I'm caught I will die, just like my brother. Maybe I deserve to die, that's what everyone tells me anyway.
Axel: "Today we rise, and overtake Them. Today we make justice for the oppressed and end the misery of the citizens of Ankwa. Today we The Hushed, will make our voices heard! Let the rebellion start!" I shout at the raging crowd.
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