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household or selling the child to another member of his family.
“Oh my God,” Abby said in horror. “That’s like slavery here on Earth!”
“Truly, my sire was kind,” Liberty said. “He allowed me to stay with my moha ,
and when I was old enough, I began serving in the house as well.”
“Did he touch you? Did you join with him?” Noah bit out as Abby ran her hand
over his forearm.
“No, he did not,” Liberty said, taking another sip of whiskey, her eyes on the
table. “Although, of course, if he had wished to join with me, I would have done so.”
Noah put his head in his hands, and Jovan wondered if the guy was relieved or
going to be sick.
“What happened next, Liberty?” Hudson asked.
Two hundred years after the Saviors left, Noah’s father declared that it was time
to mourn the Saviors, and at that point the world accepted the loss and went into
bereavement.
All households hung a colored flag—orange, red, green, blue, yellow, and purple
—the color of each of the Six Saviors. The flags hung for ten human years, as was
customary on SR44 when a family suffered the loss of a loved one. The world of SR44
had suffered the loss of their Saviors.
During the mourning, Liberty noticed that Noah’s father seemed to lose his
mental facilities. Poor decisions were made regarding household procedures, and she
heard the arguments when all members of the Royal Congress met to discuss the military.
Noah’s father believed that the military should be scaled back to something close
to zero as they had been preparing for a war for thousands of years that never came.
“Many thought that his thinking was due to the fact that he believed he lost his
somah , his son, to a war. Although it wasn’t a war on our homeland, but a war
nonetheless. The general consensus was that he didn’t want others to experience the loss
he had.”
That bad feeling in Jovan’s gut got a little worse, and he felt the contents of his
intestines begin to liquefy.
A large disagreement occurred within the Royal Congress, but eventually all had
listened to Noah’s father, and the military was scaled back over a number of years.
Jovan’s father was also a member of the Royal Congress, and Jovan couldn’t
believe they would allow the military to be scaled down. They had always believed in
being battle-ready, even though the existence of peace had stretched for centuries.
“From that point on, it seemed as though the mood of our planet changed. Our
pride seemed to slowly seep away, and crime increased. More of our people were sent to
The Colony. It was a troubling time, but no one could pinpoint the cause, except it
seemed to start when the Six Saviors, you all,” she said, motioning to the males at the
table, but not meeting their eyes, “were declared lost to us, as well as the decline of the
military.”
Jovan thought of The Colony. One of SR44’s moons that didn’t see much light
from SR44’s sun, it was a dark place made up of nothing but black and gray sand and
rocks. It was the place that the worst offenders of their race were sent, and there they
earned the title of Colonist. It was a place where the inhabitants’ soul and colored form
turned black, a place where evil itself resided.
He had done some training on The Colony and remembered the sheer torture it
had been in comparison to the magnificent colors of the SR44 inhabitants and the high
golden buildings of the cities. He, along with Noah, had had serious problems getting
back into the swing of normal SR44 life, commonly known on Earth as Post Traumatic
Syndrome. After being among the grays and blacks for so long during training on The
Colony, the bright colors of SR44 had caused sensory overload. Not to mention the sheer
amount of beings on SR44. Jovan had felt like crawling into a hole and never coming out
for a long time as his senses adjusted to the bright beauty and hustle and bustle of life of
SR44.
Noah
household or selling the child to another member of his family.
“Oh my God,” Abby said in horror. “That’s like slavery here on Earth!”
“Truly, my sire was kind,” Liberty said. “He allowed me to stay with my moha ,
and when I was old enough, I began serving in the house as well.”
“Did he touch you? Did you join with him?” Noah bit out as Abby ran her hand
over his forearm.
“No, he did not,” Liberty said, taking another sip of whiskey, her eyes on the
table. “Although, of course, if he had wished to join with me, I would have done so.”
Noah put his head in his hands, and Jovan wondered if the guy was relieved or
going to be sick.
“What happened next, Liberty?” Hudson asked.
Two hundred years after the Saviors left, Noah’s father declared that it was time
to mourn the Saviors, and at that point the world accepted the loss and went into
bereavement.
All households hung a colored flag—orange, red, green, blue, yellow, and purple
—the color of each of the Six Saviors. The flags hung for ten human years, as was
customary on SR44 when a family suffered the loss of a loved one. The world of SR44
had suffered the loss of their Saviors.
During the mourning, Liberty noticed that Noah’s father seemed to lose his
mental facilities. Poor decisions were made regarding household procedures, and she
heard the arguments when all members of the Royal Congress met to discuss the military.
Noah’s father believed that the military should be scaled back to something close
to zero as they had been preparing for a war for thousands of years that never came.
“Many thought that his thinking was due to the fact that he believed he lost his
somah , his son, to a war. Although it wasn’t a war on our homeland, but a war
nonetheless. The general consensus was that he didn’t want others to experience the loss
he had.”
That bad feeling in Jovan’s gut got a little worse, and he felt the contents of his
intestines begin to liquefy.
A large disagreement occurred within the Royal Congress, but eventually all had
listened to Noah’s father, and the military was scaled back over a number of years.
Jovan’s father was also a member of the Royal Congress, and Jovan couldn’t
believe they would allow the military to be scaled down. They had always believed in
being battle-ready, even though the existence of peace had stretched for centuries.
“From that point on, it seemed as though the mood of our planet changed. Our
pride seemed to slowly seep away, and crime increased. More of our people were sent to
The Colony. It was a troubling time, but no one could pinpoint the cause, except it
seemed to start when the Six Saviors, you all,” she said, motioning to the males at the
table, but not meeting their eyes, “were declared lost to us, as well as the decline of the
military.”
Jovan thought of The Colony. One of SR44’s moons that didn’t see much light
from SR44’s sun, it was a dark place made up of nothing but black and gray sand and
rocks. It was the place that the worst offenders of their race were sent, and there they
earned the title of Colonist. It was a place where the inhabitants’ soul and colored form
turned black, a place where evil itself resided.
He had done some training on The Colony and remembered the sheer torture it
had been in comparison to the magnificent colors of the SR44 inhabitants and the high
golden buildings of the cities. He, along with Noah, had had serious problems getting
back into the swing of normal SR44 life, commonly known on Earth as Post Traumatic
Syndrome. After being among the grays and blacks for so long during training on The
Colony, the bright colors of SR44 had caused sensory overload. Not to mention the sheer
amount of beings on SR44. Jovan had felt like crawling into a hole and never coming out
for a long time as his senses adjusted to the bright beauty and hustle and bustle of life of
SR44.
Noah
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