The Longest Night
Description
They pass on through and never stop. The girls her warrant, her watch. Pass upon these empty plains the skeletons of civilisation now gone to ruin and mourn for its loss.
A post-apocalyptic story in which Seulgi, Yeri, and Wendy - three strangers - must navigate a ravaged world together.
Chapters with violence and/or mild ual content will be marked [M] and given appropriate warning when they appear.
In the smouldering ruins of the world she goes from place to place in quiet despair. Her name is Seulgi but she knows it means nothing anymore. Where once there had been a great many cities now naught but sered battlegrounds. What she finds she eats, for there are no animals any longer on the land and in the brooks and the streams the trout and the salmon are gone too. In her satchel she carries a great many instruments of the old world, a torch and binoculars and a bronze tant some two-hundred years old. Through marshlands thick with spiderlike reeds and over vast open plains she goes. She never stops for too long. This is her burden in the world. To be sullied with its numb and empty cold.
She travels with two girls. Wendy and Yeri but their names much alike her own hold no meaning now. Before she had not known them but in the slowly struggling breath of the new world they are her only hope, her only light, so that in their bonded compassion for one another she holds a flame inextinguishable, to guide them through the void of creation. She their guard. They her solace in the darkest of times.
Day by day they travel. She at their head, always. Perhaps in this dismal reality they will find some sort of companionship besides their own to lift them. Perhaps not. Still they continue on, and sometimes in the cold evenings Seulgi remembers something her father told her once a long time ago, an old proverb, when the days were bright with sunlight and the skies free of ash:
Hope is the strongest of our emotions. It is the wellspring from which our determination flourishes. Without hope, we are sheep in the mountain. Keep hope close to your heart, Seulgi. Don't lose it. For if you do, you'll be lost, too.
Foreword
Author's Notes
Welcome readers!
So I've been super busy/distracted/etc. over the past few months and decided I needed some proper writing practice before I start my next novel (and finish my dissertation, whoops!) Here's a post-apocalyptic Red Velvet-centric story that revolves around Seulgi, Wendy, and Yeri traversing a ravaged wasteland in search of hope and safety. There will probably be darker turns ahead, although I'll mark them as such.
My writing's a little rusty since I've been away for a while so apologies for that. If anyone would like to design anything for this once it gets going I'd be more than grateful :)
Comments are more than welcome and I welcome discussion with open arms :) Thank you to everybody that takes the time to read this!
Shoutout to Musicmoejoe for the poster/cover picture. Thank you so much :) All other graphics are more than welcome in the future!
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EDIT: 27/02/18 - Changed the name from Silence to The Longest Night since the former was a little too generic.
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