UNIDEATE: 2080- 2096 (PREQUEL TO UNBELIEVE: 2096)By: L. W...
UNIDEATE: 2080- 2096 (PREQUEL TO UNBELIEVE: 2096)
By: L. W. BROOK
Farren Maverick wants nothing more than to break through the walls of the New World. It's been all he's ever wanted since his grandfather first told him of the Old World land and sky. He needs to see this for himself, he believes. He needs to explore! He needs to dream! But above all else, he needs to live.
WARNING: SPOILERS- Proceed with caution..
Excerpt:
"Well, well, well, if it isn't fire ball- rearing to go, are we?" Ryker Smith asked with a smirk as he walked up to Farren casually, the boy's red middle school uniform unzipped and loose around the kid's short frame.
"Have been for years now.." Farren said back casually to the boy he had, in a way, grown up with despite their somewhat rare meetings with one another.
"Hmm.. still think you're gonna find blue skies and luscious grasslands, do you?" Ryker asked with a raised eyebrow at the young man.
"Absolutely." Farren said back simply with a stretch of his arms. Then Farren stopped and looked strangely at the boy beside him. "Aren't you.. supposed to be somewhere right now? You know- the back of the school building? Cheering off the test takers?"
Ryker hummed at the thought and slouched into himself so that he looked even shorter than he usually did. "As fun as that sounds... My little angel of peace and I have decided to rebel this year- he's no doubt yelling some peace clause at the law sticklers right about now.. no worries, though, I'll be joining him in a council meeting soon enough- thought I'd drop by to give my farewell to some story teller I used to live with before that, though..." Ryker said with a far off look toward the gate. They were currently at the exiled starting point- the red head beside him now automatically exiled for not only ditching out on his exam, but also refusing to wear his graduation day uniform.
COMING THIS SUMMER
By: L. W. BROOK
Farren Maverick wants nothing more than to break through the walls of the New World. It's been all he's ever wanted since his grandfather first told him of the Old World land and sky. He needs to see this for himself, he believes. He needs to explore! He needs to dream! But above all else, he needs to live.
WARNING: SPOILERS- Proceed with caution..
Excerpt:
"Well, well, well, if it isn't fire ball- rearing to go, are we?" Ryker Smith asked with a smirk as he walked up to Farren casually, the boy's red middle school uniform unzipped and loose around the kid's short frame.
"Have been for years now.." Farren said back casually to the boy he had, in a way, grown up with despite their somewhat rare meetings with one another.
"Hmm.. still think you're gonna find blue skies and luscious grasslands, do you?" Ryker asked with a raised eyebrow at the young man.
"Absolutely." Farren said back simply with a stretch of his arms. Then Farren stopped and looked strangely at the boy beside him. "Aren't you.. supposed to be somewhere right now? You know- the back of the school building? Cheering off the test takers?"
Ryker hummed at the thought and slouched into himself so that he looked even shorter than he usually did. "As fun as that sounds... My little angel of peace and I have decided to rebel this year- he's no doubt yelling some peace clause at the law sticklers right about now.. no worries, though, I'll be joining him in a council meeting soon enough- thought I'd drop by to give my farewell to some story teller I used to live with before that, though..." Ryker said with a far off look toward the gate. They were currently at the exiled starting point- the red head beside him now automatically exiled for not only ditching out on his exam, but also refusing to wear his graduation day uniform.
COMING THIS SUMMER
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