New Earth

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Far away, across the galaxy, the human race stands alone amongst the violence and the smoke. And one girl carries the way to life again.

Submitted: August 01, 2015

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Submitted: August 01, 2015



Wispy fair hair blew in the wind as the light from two suns shone down on a planet with one purpose. Keep the human race alive at all cost. But with acid for water, and the suns burning buildings to rubble at noon, it wasn't really living. About...maybe a hundred million humans left? Maybe less. And E was one of them. Given no name at birth, just with one purpose. The same purpose that everything was made for. Take the light back. Back to the humans that didn't deserve it. E was raised for war. Short hair so it wouldn't get in the way. Trained more as a weapon than a child. Thirteen years old. But born in a world where no one would care. 

No grass on the ground, as the suns had long since burst any other form of life away. But the humans are clever. They buried themselves under the ground at noon to sleep, and walk around in the coolness of night. The world was crumbling to ash and all knew it. The escape of mankind just might also be the downfall. 

So, we come back to the beginning. The white wispy hair of a thirteen year old weapon, ready to go to war. No guns, no bombs. Just endless war and violence. Because that's what mankind will end up in. 

That's the way I see it.

Labby: If you want this to be a novel, you can say, but my mind was kind of dark at the time I wrote this. Wow, I have so many different versions of the future, don't I?

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