s.i.n and norms ch.1

ch.1 tinder and ash

     


                The men of lack step into the future from the past into the ash that dance across there feet .as they  sift threw the

memory's  of what had once had been they hear the cry's of the voices of the futures past . of the kids playing of the baby's

cooing  of neighbors talking of the days news . the one man scans the land of white ash in hopes that someone is still alive to

no avail the scan didn't report anything . the land was dead  as was everything else . the man looked at his partner as he was

sifting threw charred rubble . his partner was a tall man with hair that constantly changed color especially when he was in a

bad mood."Disgusting isn't it Maurice i honestly cant believe some body would do this "Don said as his hair turned red.


     "Yeah, hey wait i said don't call me that  this is at least some what a secret agency .need to keep it low key man " Don

looked at Maurice groggily "sorry man just forgot just wiped". "its ok D I understand just don't let it happen again". Maurice

went back to exploring the area threw he rubble of chard buildings and dead body's. it was truly a depressing sight to see  

Maurice could never forget the smell  of the charred body's and there  stench. oh the stench of the body's they wreaked of

the sins of man.


          Maurice could feel the tides of time wash over him as he looked down at a news paper slightly burnt trying to fly

away. He smiled a little as he muttered to him self in his deep voice . "man this place is so bad even history is trying to get

away from it". this amused him  "hey D check this out" said Maurice as he picked  up the newspaper. "annual sin hunt any

norm may apply . disgusting this world has truly become disgusting " .  


             don stood up  as he ran his fingers threw his hair as it turned from black to green." well M i cant argue with you

there. but one thing is for sure what ever made this happen im sure that is why we were sent here and im willing to bet that

it has something to do with the man in that paper". as don pointed to the man in shackles who's presence wreaked of death

on the front page .


           Maurice looked at it long and hard while he rubbed his leather gloves across his roughly shaved face ."maybe so D

maybe so but we wont be able to find out just standing here ". "lets go to the next town see what we can find there ".