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“A new leader has been elected to represent the Imanity. Madam Her brother woke, with tears in his blue eyes. Maybe he had a nightmare
Angeline, age 26, believes that the Imanity who suffer from poverty should again.
also have the right to live happily. Would you tell us more, Madam Angeline?”
After having their face washed with some water she drew from a well
“Sure thing,” she responded with a smile on her face, recalling the the night before, they left for school.
dream, a goal she had in mind since that day...
They did not have to change their clothes, or even take any backpacks
or textbooks.
Electrifying, magnetic sounds, undefinable by words. Sounds you Because they simply did not have any.
would probably hear in sci-fi movies. Sounds so beautiful yet devastating.
The voices of the Imanity.
The two suns slowly lit up her room, through walls with holes but no
windows. Horizons with infinite metal, buildings tall enough to reach the clouds,
vehicles like cars and trains floating in the foggy blue sky. People wearing
modernised glasses, basically granting them the ability to do anything online.
She woke up. There’s nothing technology can’t do at this point, yet here we are...
There was no need for tidying her bed since she didn’t have one. She Well, that’s what you see within the walls, walls with the height of any
looked at her younger brother, still sleeping soundly on his pile of cardboxes, normal building, leaving the people who lived outside the walls with only a
not wanting to wake him up. Instead, she walked gently to her parents’ room, glimpse of the top of the tallest skyscraper, the Kyoto Tower. Besides that, all
arriving just after a few steps. As usual, her mother and father were both that was left was... Loneliness.
absent, leaving a small space, containing a bed left by her grandparents, and
some half-eaten food rations.
“I guess we get to eat breakfast today,” she thought but didn’t take a
bite, instead placing the breakfast beside her brother while waking him up. “What date is it, Nee-chan?” Lucas asked, looking up at his sister with
innocent eyes.
“Lucas... You better wake up, or you’ll be late for school.”
“It’s the 15th of February,” Angeline replied while looking at the watch
her father had given her years ago.
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