A Flame Against the Night

A Flame Against the Night

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Fifteen years after nuclear war rained down on the earth destroying almost everything in its path, the next generation doesn't known sunlight, and the world is dying because of their ancestors foolishness. The next generation of Agrarians put their trust in an Underground resistance where the City's residence put their trust in the Governor Menda. A world divided. And few know the truth. The power to restore a slowly dying Earth and realize, and fix, the mistakes of their ancestors is not in the hands of the resistance or Governor Menda, but falls to a band of misfit teens.
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I am dying. I know this because i can feel all my senses leaving me. I can see flashes, recollections, of my past. They preen at me through my lashes. But I am calm. There is a feeling of delirium thumping in my heart, spreading through my body. With the little strength that I can muster, I reach out to take hold of the nearest objects to me. It ties me to the earth, but when my eyes no longer see light, the bond that keeps me on this world will be severed, and no longer shall i be alive. What if you and a four other people where the only ones alive on earth? After the Apocalypse, everyone died. Except for five of us. My name is Thalia, when I was thirteen years old, the earth was broken by deadly storms, methane, tsunamis, earthquakes. I survived. For years I wandered the earth, raiding abandoned shops for food, seeking shelter. Now I am fifteen, I feel like I have found a home. I have found a band of survivors like me. These people survived the Apocalypse, and now, we want answers .

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