Exodus 1.0 - The Rise and Fall of Moit.

The first instalment of Exodus.

In a world where law is enforced by the gun and people are divided by mistrust and violence, Cardiff remains isolated from the outside world ever since 'the events' took place.

A small commune has survived and has become aware of a warp in reality which they cannot explain, whilst still struggling to survive day to day in the post apocalyptic world around them.

Under Crimson Skies

The spring air blew through the open door and set the draped curtains off in a drift, swaying back and forth as the breeze slowly delegated its direction within the natural order. Inside the room I lay on my bed, flat on my back staring up at the white plaster ceiling considering my next move. Thinking of how I should proceed in the vast cycle of life, my head was full of uncertainty and betrayal, the gentle breeze drifting around me felt relieving. A subtle touch against the skin to calm the nerves and clear the mind for what the next stage in life would bring.

I had had enough of this town and its deep misunderstanding of the ways of life and nature, with their riches they are poor, void of any art, void of any natural gifts which god bestowed upon this earth during genesis. It was left barren of taste and in a messy state of neglect. Of course from the outset you could mistake the town for a prosperous and vibrant village, but lies had become common place in a world where drugs and betrayal had become law.

In the inner visions of my mind my father came before me with my mother by his side, they looked at me with expressions of acceptance, i saw my brother to their side and i knew. I shed a tear and with a blink of an eye they were gone.

'May revenge become justice, and may my tears become prayers that what happened here never happens again, to anyone, anywhere'.