PrologueA Chapter by Kate Hunter
The sunset that late summer evening had mimicked the pastels of a water painting, with the light blues, violets and vivid pinks weaved through the clouds, an angry orange color highlighting the city horizon filled with buildings of every shape and size, illuminating and painting the city multiple colors like one would if they were to set a iridescent glass model over a fiber-optic light.
That, Elixir supposed, was why they’d named it Crystal City. The huge skyscrapers that formed the environment had walls built entirely of glass-- the kind that NASA once used for space shuttles hundreds of years before. Inside, citizens worked busily, like workers in a beehive. Everything worked systematically, like the cogs in a machine; organized, timely, and precise. Citizens always had a place to be, and worked busily amongst each other without so much as a word, smile, or sign of acknowledgement. That’s how society lived in Crystal City. It wasn’t acceptable to speak unless entirely necessary, and certainly wasn’t to socialize before work time was done. Order was what was required to keep living after the Apocalypse. Chaos had ensued, countries whom had once been allies turning against each other and destroying everything on-sight, annihilating approximately 50% of the population of the world, nearly destroying the planet itself. The victors of the Apocalypse took over and created the most organized civilization in history, the beginning of a new age. All disputes had been silenced. There hadn’t been a war in nearly one hundred years. No more uprisings. If there were signs of an uprising, it would be subdued before it grew out of hand. Some may consider it a perfect world, if they didn’t know better. And they didn’t. But it’s not. It’s just the opposite. © 2013 Kate HunterFeatured Review
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