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a Five Card Flickr story by Max Moyes created Sep 23 2013, 04:27:08 am. Create a new one!

flickr photo credits: (1) bionicteaching (2) Serenae (3) bionicteaching (4) Intrepid Flame (5) DavidDMuir

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Five Card Flickr – My Story

We marched along the street, our footsteps creating a steady beat that resonated through the narrow alleyway. “United we stand, as one.” This was the slogan we heard every morning, every assembly and our actions reflected it. All activities were based off of this statement and followed the guidelines of the Savior. The Savior was the one who brought us together, the one who united the human race after the near-destruction of modern civilization during the Great War. The population was cut down to a sliver of what it once was. When we were attacked, only a few made it to the shelters and when it was safe they emerged into a ruined world with little resources. We were able to recuperate and we get by, but barely. I am a descendant of one of the survivors who made it. Now, we work under his rule.

There is little freedom nowadays. Though many may not notice, some are able to spot the cameras that are constantly watching us. We are not allowed to leave the town boundaries, the only people that can do that are elite soldiers. No one except them know what’s out there, and of the few who return all sworn to silence. Everyone has one uniform, regardless of gender. The skies are a cloudy grey, were lucky to see the sun once a month. Today we marched through the cobblestone streets. Though they’re deserted, statues of the savior populate the desolate town. My division arrived at the town center as the broadcast began. The Savior never appeared in person except to his top generals. It seemed that when any broadcast came on, nearly everyone was mesmerized by his deep and commanding voice. I felt different though, like the voice coming from the speakers didn’t have an effect on me. As I looked around, I realized that they were powerless to this commanding overtone. I felt that they didn’t deserve this oppression. Without thinking, I sprinted forward and ripped the cables from the mixing board. They jerked forward As if all waking up suddenly from a trance. I knew that I had to do something before they came to their senses. I quickly scaled the fountain the speakers were bolted to and shouted at the top lungs. “ Do you not see what he has done? He has enslaved us. We are his puppets and do nothing about it. We can form a new world with freedom and equality. We need to do something.” With that, we rushed from the square towards the capitol house.

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