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Because not all fairytales are for children...
The electric age was no more. Gone for so long, the people living in the present had no memory of it ever existing. Gone too were the machines, the wondrous miracles, and all the other advancements and achievements produced by distant ancestors. Even the ancestors themselves were forgotten. As it was now was how it had always been. It was how it would always be. Everyone knew this.
Until...
He did not know who he was. He had no name. He had no origin, no kin, and no caste. Nothing explained how he came to be and yet, he was.
Some say legends are histories told of times before time; of memories remembered and of memories lost.
He didn't know who he was. He had no name. He had no origin, no kin and no tribe. Nothing explained how he came to be and yet, he was.
In a land without any of his kind, he was their fear. To know him, to know of him, to not betray him to the Wasp Riders was to face extermination. Not just his. All of them. All who knew him. Every soul.
This was the rule that could not be broken and would not be excused.
The wasps and their riders were untouchable. Together, they were deadlier than any challenge. The wasps were the tool that kept humanity in its place; kept them as they were and as they would always be. Adored and worshiped by many, for some, they were hated.
The wasps could not be challenged. They could not be defeated. They had never been defeated in all of time. Wasn't that correct?
As servants of the Wasp Riders, the people were dependent for their very existence on what they called seed. There was only one source. It was given or it was refused by the Wasp Riders. This was the way of the world. This was accepted lifetime after lifetime.
Until he came among them. Whole, functional, complete and unexplained. One man. He alone could break the power of the Wasp Riders. Change acceptance into refusal.
Others found him but were powerless to use him. Maya, their leader, was not like the others. She had strength and she had courage but Maya was also powerless. Until the unexplained stranger was found wandering their land. Here before her was something that never existed. At least, that was the unquestioned belief.
All the two of them had to do, Maya and this man who came from nowhere was survive the rule that could not be broken and would not be excused. If they could do that, they could change the world. Lifetime after lifetime.
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