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    Storm Brewing – (Chapter: ch 1)

    Sun light drifted down on the different species of trees, caressing the dark forest with specks of illumination between branches. Silent wind whipping leaves and light weight branches across the mild desert of dirt, a gray wall separating the wilderness and the city, the city of tall skyscrapers and modern day houses, of rules and regulation followed to the letter by its citizens who feared evacuation by the police. Evacuation to the forest, to the outside where the hunters and thieves roamed free, where the infected and diseased lay coughing and dieing in underprivileged hospitals barely able to keep a newborn alive.

     

    And that is where we find the sixteen year old brunette, standing outside one of the many entrances to the city glaring hatred at the brick hoping it’d crumble and fall away allowing her to safely cross back into its warm safe arms. Berating her self for leaving her home, her heaven on a dare…on  a stupid dare by her friends who without much thought closed and locked her outside and no matter how much pleading and banging on the door they wouldn’t let her back in. The sun danced on her tan skin which she was very proud of, got it at one of the most expensive spas in the city. But she knew the sun would be setting and if she wasn’t back inside the city limits than she may never see inside again.

     

    Heaving a sigh the brunette walked along the wall, heading left as it didn’t matter which way she went, the wall went on and on for miles in each direction. Chocolate brown eyes scanning behind her, to the side, up a head, never resting on one location for any amount of time for danger lurked everywhere. As night approached and hours of walking flew behind her, fear crept into her brain at the slightest noise. Jumpy and hungry she continued her trek along the wall, her hand skimming the flat un-climbable gray surface feeling the smooth texture on her finger tips.

     

    Miles away, but ask the brunette it was much closer, a wolf howled at the beginnings of night as the moon and sun decided to change places. “I so need to get higher up!” she thought glancing around, knowing there was no way inside the city and she wouldn’t be able to see in the dark she had to get to a place where no creature or human, same difference for the brunette, got her and did the horrible things to her that she’d been shown in class. Seeing a tree she shrugged her shoulders, her skirt would allow her movement thank god but her two inch heeled open toed sandals would have to go. Tying the black hoodie tighter around her torso, which covered a nice band t-shirt, and kicking off her shoes stuffing them into her pockets she began climbing up the massive piece of wood.

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