Post apocalyptic Stories

Year 2200. Elysia Novarum awoke to the gentle hum of the alarm integrated into her brain—a common modification in Aetheria to adapt to the planet's extended light cycles. She got out of bed and walked towards the window, opening it to the outside world. The landscape that unfolded before her eyes was surreal and vibrant. Aetheria's sky had a deeper shade of blue, almost purple. The vegetation, adapted to the different lig...