dystopia

Because if I am the last one, then I am humanity.And if this is humanity's last war, then I am the battlefield.

So as near as I could tell the end of the world began roughly about the time that Billy Carver__ butt rang about halfway through the War of 1812.

Sadie gave her head an exaggerated scratch. __on__ come too close if you know what__ good for you, these nits are on steroids.

This is the legacy of a compassionate bunch. Our fate now rests on the whims of men.

He saw the rules of life clearly for the first time and they were simple: it was a game where Death was the only winner.

It was a room full of ghosts, arranged in readiness for days that would never happen.

For one last time, I said my goodbyes to the place I__ known as home for the last decade, and for the first time, I welcomed the unknown.

His eyes met mine. Brown eyes. I couldn__ read anything and as he turned away I realised he didn__ intend to tell me anything either.

All of the things that were shown in early studies to be good for longevity__appy marriages, healthy bodies__re ours to have. We live long,good lives. We die on our eightieth birthdays, surrounded by our families, before dementia sets in. Cancer, heart disease, and most debilitatingillnesses are almost entirely eradicated. This is as close to perfect as any society has ever managed to get.

A glacial chill rushes through Gage. He whips around just in time to see arms clutch Summer around the middle and drag her into the dark. Panic seizes him, and he takes off after her, regardless of the chaos brewing behind him. Her cry of surprise echoes all around them, drilling into his bones.

I'm already under the covers when he comes in. I watch as he takes off his shirt and jeans, and climbs into bed beside me. On any other occasion, the sight and feel of his near naked body would send my blood pressure into orbit, but I'm so exhausted by the events of today that I'm incapable of feeling anything even close to desire. And he doesn't ask anything of me.

Find our way out, Greenie. Solve the buggin' Maze and find our way out.

If we keep punishing people for what their parents or their ancestors have done, the world as a whole can never move forward. Society will never grow.

The Suitors Ball is fast approaching and it's a nasty reminder that my suitor will be chosen shortly. I feel sorry for the poor unfortunate guy, whichever one of them it happens to be.

Please, Tommy. Please

I work my way through the rest of my dates, but I'm only there in body. The boys usually give up after the first hour; it's difficult to have a conversation all by yourself. My ratings plummet, but at least my air-time is minimal now, I'm not offering much in the way of entertainment these days.

I'll go over again and again until I've finally crossed to where he is

I plant a gentle parting kiss on his lips, our strategy is well and truly screwed at this stage anyway. We barely lasted a day.