Following a Wanderer, Jean, of a once modern land ravaged by hate, the reader will embark into a serious tale of ends and beginnings. Enclosed is slices and scenes from a time of hardship and much suffering. Though death lends to life and vice-verse. What was old was once new and what was new must be old. Here is a story of that frightful and sublime transition, with regards to humanity. Can the dusts of time bring peaceful&fruitful progress?, or will shrouds of evil hate prevail? I have here a Fictional Short Story of around 2k+ words. The genre is a unique blend of Speculative Fiction, and dystopia. Tied within this a wholesome synthesis of anthropology and science fiction notes. An older played genre, but nonetheless these types of stories always give a grave, what if to society. How did the state of affairs come to be?, and how are things to be dealt with? What I found most fascinating with this endeavor was the melding and integration that flows out of so little of space on the page. The story is minimal, playing on cliches within the genre, but the perspective packs an exhilarating punch.. 2nd and final installment currently on going