Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Amya

Her name was Amya. Her candle was crimson red. The time period was niehter present nor past. It was in a bleak future where the world was run by one malicious Empire, outlawing even the tiniest of sins. The death penalty was common but no longer was it humane. No liquid poison injected into you to slowly kill you. You were beaten to death or far worse depending on which crime you commited.

Amya was a freedom fighter. She didn't live in the government built neighborhoods. She lived with people like herself. She was a sinner, but so were they. She lived in a field, in Australia, where the summer never ends. They had trailers, run down campers, but not nearly enough. When it rained, the stronger and wiser ones gave the shelter to the children, while they slept in the surprisingly durable cardboard boxes. Rarely did it rain though, because the summer never ended.

The government knew about these sinners, everytime a child went missing or everytime an expectant mother fled before her scheduled birth, it was recorded. They were hunted, many of them never made it to Australia, because He got to them before they could.

These sinners had an Underground Railroad all their own. He knew of some of the parts and had taken away many flames this way. Sometimes they got a head start though. Women who had a child before didn't need to purchase the government issued and tracked test, because they had a way of just knowing. They'd run away, taking their previous child with them. No one would notice, unless their husband, a government approved partner, stayed behind and told. No one notice until Sunday, when they weren't at church, a law punishable by death if they missed even one day for anything other than the utmost emergency. Then it would be too late and even He couldn't find them.

Her name was Amya, her candle was crimson red. She was the leader of the sinners, the first to run away.

He was undeniably and unbelievably in love with her, her, the one he swore an oath to kill.

10 comments:

personality: unique said...

:( He loves her but swore to kill her. Very sad. Write more soon!!!

Erin said...

I have its just not done yet. You get to learn about Amaranth's past, about he came to be what he is.

personality: unique said...

Cool! Can't wait!

Erin said...

Every other chapter will be like that, it'll bounce between Amaranth and Amya and eventually a third person but I don't want to reveal too much

personality: unique said...

So it'll never be in first person?

Erin said...

Ummm, the third party might be in first, it all depends. I want to tell you my secret twist but I can't

B.D.C said...

I can't wait to read more. You're such a good writer!

Erin said...

liar

B.D.C said...

am not!

Erin said...

are to Mr.#1 New York Bestseller