Mutiny-Prologue

 

When Elizabeth Pendleton stared out into the river that gurgled leisurely before her, not far from the urbane quarters of her home, there was a heat that poured from the sun, leaving her lazing about the verdant turf of her neighborhood, searching for a familiar tree that she took comfort in being present beneath. In fact, it was here where she lingered, dreamily plucking the gentle yellow flowers that hung like bows in hair of green that almost brushed the ground in places.

 

The sun’s brutality lessened, there beneath the shade, so that she may rest and ponder upon things that she’d been enticed specifically not to ponder upon. Being alive for almost seventeen years, she still hadn’t the consent to question what everyone seemed to believe. This is, however, exactly what Elizabeth did as often as her time would allow, for she’d never understood the purpose of what had gone on around her, or why she’d been all of a sudden moved to this place.

 

Where she lay in a bed of lush green, framed by strong, stiff roots that arranged themselves over the years, she fell into a tranquil slumber in which the ebb of the breeze never left her ears.

Author's Note

In MY story, an invasion devistated planet earth.
And WE were the invadors.

Depicting the life of Elizabeth, and how she was brought to this planet with the rest of her people, the humans, I'm attempting to discover which is stronger; the human desire for success and superiority, or the natural course of the planet or the universe.
Questioning what's "right," finding the answers on her own,and seeing this new place through her own eyes, Elizabeth searches her mind for what's right, as apposed to what's acceptably correct.

Reviews

[Kat]

My money's on the universe. ;D