While the Privus' machines were watching us, I was watching them. As the years progressed, I noticed a flaw in the machines' migratory habits. The airdrones left the village after the Meal Trill without fail, but there were five days in the middle of each month when the stilt striders arrived late to the zone—creating a one-hour gap free from surveillance.
To even speak my observations aloud could lead to my death. There were many a Thrall eager to inform on others to earn a ration reward during the Interaction Periods. Finding little use for the knowledge I had gleaned, my curiosity over the matter soon waned.
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The Ashen Wrath (Watty's SHORTLIST recipient 2018) CHAPTERED VERSION
Science FictionA science fiction novella in 76 chapters. (CHAPTERED VERSION FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE) The Privus live a life of safety and luxury in The Walled City, while the Thrall are forced to labor in isolated fields and factories. Menacing machines keep the work...
