Land

Metal, machine and oil. These three words spell out the way of life for the citizens of Mort.

Lyra is 18 years old. She knows nothing more of the outside world except that it is ruled by the Three Factions of Land, Sea and Air. Land being the Faction she was unfortunate enough to be born into, with the other Factions being the supposed "enemies" of her government.

Up until the age of 12 she had grown up under the supervision of her Grandmother Moira. When Moira died Lyra found herself having to fend for herself in a world of power-struggles and violence.
Her life has no true purpose and each day she is reminded of the pain she has gone through.The oppressive Land Faction has run her life thus far, and she has decided it has gone on for too long.

What starts out as an act of small-scale rebellion gradually transforms itself into something not even Lyra could have predicted.

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