This is a post Apocalyptic/Fantasy/Futuristic Setting that will be rated mature for the possibilities of violence, sexual/sensual situations, profanity, drug usage, gore, war, and other things that may offend your sensibilities. While these things may happen there is no guarantee that they will happen.
The year: 2120.
Colbiana. Amarosa. Two existing continents that make up the world of Alderon. It was a world that had become divided and had left Alderon a shadow of what it once had been. Once a place of lush beauty, the One Hundred year war had left it devastated, destroyed, and as far as the villagers of Zarasan knew, devoid of life beyond the great divide.
The village lie deep within the mountains known as the Superstitious Mountains. It was a place that had somehow miraculously escaped the fallout of the bomb that had ended the war and had been named as such because it was said that the words interpreted meant "The Lost Lands".
These who dwelled there had, upon entering vowed to live in peace. No longer governed by the laws of either nation, Zarasan had become a self governed people, led by the council, and the elders who lived there. All had been welcomed there regardless of race, religious beliefs, creed, color or any of the petty things rumored to have been the cause of the Great War. And while everyone assuredly had their own reasons for having come there they all shared one common interest.
The legend of the famed Ilumiata Crystal. Crystals cited to have the power to restore and heal a world which now lie, in ruin.
A time had come that the elders no longer could put off anymore than they could deny the necessity of calling the meeting that would happen the very next day. And now more than ever it was important that every member of the council and the small village that they served voices would be heard.
Even the water that flowed down into the village had come tainted. Both fish and vegetation were either being affected by, or dying from, water that had been contaminated by the Bomb that had ended the one hundred year old war that had ravaged the planet.
Now had come the time for the final hope.
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Mid- May 2120
Zarasan - Early morning.
"Why must you persist in entertaining such foolish notions!"
The brunette woman remained steadfast in her position, defiantly refusing to turn and face he whose voice bellowed from his seated position. Her back stiffened, fists balling at her sides as long dark locks moved ever so slightly, her obvious anger just enough for the man seated behind her to pause before he spoke again. This time when he spoke his words came much softer than before, an actual hint of tenderness held within his words.
"Genavia, why? Why must you do this? You know that it is dangerous and..." The mans voice trailed off and the woman turned, revealing a warm, lovely face that had obviously been riddled with anger but with each passing second appeared to softened. Brown eyes that seconds ago had flashed with anger began to return to their normally more soulful state. But still, there was an underlying hint of fire and perhaps even some measure of righteousness in her voice when she spoke.
"Because, whether the council approves of his choice of residency or not, it is every member of this villages personal responsibility and right to be there." Gevia spoke of the upcoming meeting the next afternoon.
Her long lean figure moved, she then placing her palms on the desk in front of her as she leaned down towards him. Her eyes locked with the man across the desk but her voice remained calm although still full of resolve.
"Because Father."
She stared into his eyes for a moment then her expression and tone both changed.
"Because it is his birthright, and the council above all else would do well to remember that."
The silver haired man sighed as he reached out to touch his daughters cheek. Her reminder of the reason why the young man had grown up without a father was a soft spot in all of the villages hearts, even though they wouldn't outwardly show it and if any did, it was rarely.
"Again my daughter you show your wisdom. You are a fine addition to the council although I would question your position on making this your personal responsibility."
Gevia smiled, full lips curling upward.
"No worries Dad, you know I'll be safe "
"But the bomb" he began to counter before she cut him off in mid sentence.
"Papa, it's alright.. Really, I'll be back before dark. It won't take that long to find him."
Leaning over the desk she kissed his cheek and then she was gone.
With her bow strapped to her back and daggers to each thigh, the somewhat stubborn brunette disappeared from site and the sound of a door locking could be heard as she vanished from the house.
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