Keeper Journey

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2nd Log: Desert Flowers

A dense gray curtain covered the sky, still allowing some sunlight between the clouds.
The year is 2047, it has been 12 years since the sun was last seen.
Temperature has been lowered on a global scale, animals had gone extinct except for one: humanity. Slowly but surely the MIST continues to spread in every corner of the world.

A sandstorm had pass, leaving both buildings and streets covered in sand.
Six figures came out from different ruined places, towards the center of the crumbling city.
All of them where young ladies with fair skin, pointy ears, light brown military clothes, similar light green hair and some had purple while others had blue iris.

Only way to tell them apart was their individual hair styles, only one had blended light brown tips on her messy bun hair. An obelisk was surprisingly whole, close to the impact of a glowing pod, still spreading a foul green fog. One of the girls with purple eyes and baby bangs hair got closer to the pod, ignoring her team pleas to leave the device alone. 

After opening the mental hatch and tinkering some inward mechanism, the foul smell cease leaking out from its container. The young lady with baby bags looked at her collages with a smug face but before she could say her part, the device produced a loud, jarring and unnerving sound. In a blink of an eye a kick smashed the pod against the obelisk, reducing it to smithereens. A furious girl with braided ponytail took her curious companion by her neck.

Magnolia: “FOOL!, if you want to kill yourself do it alone. 
Don’t drag the rest of us in your ‘Alien Nonsense’.”

Georgina: “The only fool its YOU! .
Do you have any idea what we could have learned from an intact ‘Fog Pod’. 
Maybe we could have found a way to reverse...”

Freesia: “Enough you two, they already heard us.
We need to move, NOW!.”

Just when the leader with a shag cut hair stood between her two problematic teammates, from the rumble, decaying corpses with green glowing eyes raised up in an insane frenzy, quickly surrounding from all directions the Verdandi. The youth ones took their whips and lashed them out into nearby roofs, avoiding the rising tide of the Lost.  

Upon receiving the order, all of them placed their wood boards on the ground, placing their lamps on one border of the plank. Pale purple fire propelled the broads across the roofs while being restlessly chased by a multitude of gray corpses. Six purple glints left Faiyum towards lake Qarun, their destination a small island where birds once made their nests.  

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