512

To live without Hope is to cease to live. - Dostoevsky

It is 2050. It is the year humanity pins its hopes on the promise of a handful of men and women driven by a mad passion for science and survival, and the 512 that have forsaken their selves to save billions.

A musical genius. An engineer. A diplomat. A man that has inherited a rare blood protein that has saved millions of infants. A dreamer. They are a mere handful in the vast array of vessels waiting for the future. What do they have in common?

They are numbers whose combination of traits mean to give life to the many dreams all ye who live now have. They are lovers, mothers, sons, daughters, fathers, siblings, friends, progenitors of ideas, champions of values, culture and tradition, builders of hope, and lovers of life.

This is just the beginning. A prelude to everything vast, wonderful, and terrible. This is their story, told through their letters. Across time. Beyond survival.

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***DISCLAIMER: 512 is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.