By: Cait Marie
Hello, hello! As some of you know, I work and write for Coffee House Writers. Well, I am revamping and republishing a story I started a couple years ago! A new chapter will be published every other week. I look forward to hearing your thoughts!
It is said that on the seventh full moon of the year of the Strexlar comet, the power lines are stronger than ever. The comet only passes once every ninety-eight years. Those with the ability to harness the power use this time to their advantage. It is a long and dangerous eighteen months for those without power.
I woke up in a haze of confusion. My eyes fluttered in the brightness above me. I blinked through the fluorescent light, taking in my surroundings. The eerily white walls and the narrow bed I laid in gave little indication to my location. Tubes and wires connected to me in various places. I tried to sit up, but as soon as I lifted my head, searing pain shot through me like no headache I’ve ever had.
“Don’t try to move,” a woman’s voice said from my left.
Check out the rest of the first chapter here!
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