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Rated: ASR · Chapter · Occult · #2153877
Chapter one of many. A story of one person on a Interplanetary ship.. differs to others.
"Such bright eyes- a strong one she is." Memories, it's hard to say when I remember my first. A woman had her fingers on my head, looking down at me with purple eyes, draped in black silky robes with gold lining. She has dark-choclate skin. "Always with the eyes?" Mom said, but after that.. I can't remember even when trying my hardest. The memory dwells constantly & I'd not know how'd it stem from infancy, I just never saw that woman again.. Mother said she was Hem, part of the Life-Vessels Delegation to Foreigners, leader of the Ethics committee, & part of the Twelve-Councils.

Lost memory was said to be an effect of being on the Life-Ship. Me, I only lost my infant memories, but then again it's likely because I had an underdeveloped brain. Kids have been taken out of school because of the memory loss, how it happens is beyond me, no medical screening of brains has been shown to anyone... It's suspicious, but seems unsolvable to me.
Space is beautiful though, whizzing by constantly past the Great Shield at school.. Life in this ship is.. Ok. Im only fifteen, I've noticed much evil here & especially among Enforcers.

The rich seem to buy arrests, I have seen it once from my room.. This city is circular & spins- the spinning force is applied for gravity, & it stretches for atleast one-hundred miles.. I could keep going on of this! Such mechanics must've been experimental, but, back to this-
I watched this tall, bald pale man approach four Enforcers near the Grey square through my telescope one day. It was a nice climate today, the ship at a full sixty-five degrees.. He looked formal with a jet-black suit, & the Enforcers seemed to approach him before he made way to them. They spoke with only this man visible, Enforcers always wear helmets with their sturdy white carbon-steel armor.. I thought 'get- someone?' Must've been said as he lowly pointed West toward Ms. Bonics-Robotics, & after a minute of more talking, left.
No looking at me, nothing. These Enforcers were there for atleast another hour so I continued my day, thinking almost nothing but one thing-

'If we all have some role in society, what role does that man have?'
It bugged me. I had to look back, see if there was any reason why he did that.. Never did I find a true one that day, for the store was being emptied by Enforcers. I thought I could hear Ms.Bonic yell- but it was in my mind? I dunno, but I stopped looking as that pale man appeared once more in view..

All I know is that the Enforcers have changed more, memory loss seems more.. apparent now, & the Twelve-Councils is alot more mysterious then they've been now.
But I do not speak out to my family, my mom or brother, for who knows what this system is doing, or what they could do to us.



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