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'Higher Things' journal 1
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we've just lived with it I guess. I was born into knowing they could break through one day. they've been clawing at the walls of Sanctuary since before any of us living now were born, so we're kind of all used to it. except that we aren't really. the constant droning of the machines has driven most of us a little mad... humans weren't made to withstand such things.
ahh, but you know what? I should probably explain a little better how we got here, or at least how we think we got here, because nobody really knows.
somewhere somehow sometime the machines and we living beings got into a war, we think. we have no idea where they came from though... outer space? our own labs? themselves? nobody knows. worms could have built them for all we know. all we can do now is keep strengthening our walls and keeping them out. as far as we know, we're the only survivors, but we've not left Sanctuary in many years.
I live in a house my dad made out of the metal, and it's really close to the walls, so my mom says that we should move soon, because if the machines got through we would be one of the first people they would get to. With my dad gone, we wouldn't be able to do much about it. The civil keepers won't let us have a house anywhere else though.
perhaps I should tell you a little more about Sanctuary? it is home to about two thousand of the last survivors and is somewhere in a cave we walled off. we've found an abundance of metals that seem to have been stored here, and we use it to build the walls. the only thing keeping us alive is a spring that we've put hydroelectric generators on. this power provides us with the little light that is absolutely neccisary and the heat that is even more neccisary. there are some on the far side that use it to farm with, but the plants they grow there taste disgusting, and I only eat them when I have to. I prefer the saikie that come up from the spring. they're little things with many legs that all have flippers on them. they don't provide much food each, but when you get them all fried up they're delicious. others prefer the plants.
ahh, but you know what? I should probably explain a little better how we got here, or at least how we think we got here, because nobody really knows.
somewhere somehow sometime the machines and we living beings got into a war, we think. we have no idea where they came from though... outer space? our own labs? themselves? nobody knows. worms could have built them for all we know. all we can do now is keep strengthening our walls and keeping them out. as far as we know, we're the only survivors, but we've not left Sanctuary in many years.
I live in a house my dad made out of the metal, and it's really close to the walls, so my mom says that we should move soon, because if the machines got through we would be one of the first people they would get to. With my dad gone, we wouldn't be able to do much about it. The civil keepers won't let us have a house anywhere else though.
perhaps I should tell you a little more about Sanctuary? it is home to about two thousand of the last survivors and is somewhere in a cave we walled off. we've found an abundance of metals that seem to have been stored here, and we use it to build the walls. the only thing keeping us alive is a spring that we've put hydroelectric generators on. this power provides us with the little light that is absolutely neccisary and the heat that is even more neccisary. there are some on the far side that use it to farm with, but the plants they grow there taste disgusting, and I only eat them when I have to. I prefer the saikie that come up from the spring. they're little things with many legs that all have flippers on them. they don't provide much food each, but when you get them all fried up they're delicious. others prefer the plants.
it's a work in progress, and will be done in journal format, so I decided to let it go entry at a time. it's a story about the absolute power of music in ways we never even thought possible, and about the neccesity of such a thing.
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interesting. i clicked the random button and here i am. I like the story, and I'd be interested in reading more. So, where did the machines come from? Are they the only survivors? What- anyway, I have a ton of questions. This reminds me a little bit of FFX, where the original race created too many technological things "machina" and they were destroyed. but, this is your original idea and unique. If this isn't suppose to be a fiction like I was going on about it, please forgive me. I think I'll keep an eye on it though.