From place to place, we've cut windows in the walls of the reeds, and their ends are open to the sky. We're no longer locked in.
Each raft carries a pennant on a mast, stamped with the emblem of its clan. It was Chosposi's mother who drew the Blue Flute on our pennant.
Sister Spider is on another raft, that of the Spider clan, the oldest of our People. And it's her raft that guides us.
Chosposi told me she was expecting a child. I was overjoyed!
Our child will be the first born of the New World, just as Sotuknang had wished.
At night, we like to stay out in the fresh airto admire the sky and its stars.
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The New World
Science FictionIn the future, most people have been implanted in their brains since childhood. The implanted chip allows everybody to connect to the Networks as a simple operation of thought. Long time ago, occurred a terrible catastrophe called the Big Holocaust:...
