What’s left of the human race live a life of ignorant luxury thousands of years after the war. That is until Kade, Brodin, and Sylas set off a chain of events they never thought possible. What do all three have in common? They are all skinny, they don’t believe a single thing they are told, and they love to delve into forbidden waters. They find themselves trapped in the world they dreamed of, left with a task where failure is not an option, and time is ticking down.
Kade and his friends must find the only man able to fix the mess they caused, but how will they survive a world where they are nothing but a delicacy of the food chain? The weight of humanity is resting on their tired shoulders with only each other to rely on.
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A sign, fallen to the ground, ashen and worn reads: ‘Welcome to Kallen City! Progress at its finest!’ As we step passed it, I feel a dull pain in my chest. It’s odd to know this wasteland once had a name and people living here. The pod people have never referred to the past generations as people like us, they’ve always been regarded as stupid, desperate and trigger-happy yet, seeing the ruins humanizes our history. Looking at this worn and burnt place recalls the memory of the exploded pod. Although small in comparison, the sight it left behind is nearly identical. I’ve come to think that perhaps, it’s possible, that we are no better than before. If that's true, if we are truly stupid and greedy, is this scene before me simply meant to happen? Has anything really changed from before? It tugs a question from the back of my mind, Is there a point to what we’re attempting to do? Are we no better than the dead?
Interesting cover. Sounds like a good YA read
ReplyDeleteSounds great, I like the cover.
ReplyDeleteCool cover
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