1 Chapter One

It's arid. Dust. It is all that is left. It's everywhere. The only thing left to describe this new world. Because that's all it is. Dust. The thing that engulfs the new landscape as if it were the everlasting vastness of space. It's all... dead.

The old world, even in it's Hell of an atmosphere and looks; was more blissful than this place. Nothing really stands anymore. Maybe a few trees that look like a stunning lightening strike on a warm summer evening, showing off as it were a show. They're scattered here and there like the rest of our humanity. You'd figure that word doesn't exist nowadays. You'd think it'd never existed in the first place. But, in some of us it still exists. And, in the chaos... he saved me.