Blue Skies Bring Tears, Part 1

Living in a post apocalyptic world was never all it was cracked up to be....
They told us there was hope...
They told us there was still civilization somewhere...
They told us to hold on.....
But everything they told us was a lie....

Now we live everyday wondering if we are going to survive in this barren wasteland....


It was cold....cold and dark...the only way I could describe how I was feeling. I could hear the steady, but constant drip dripping of water somewhere far off and it was just enough to irritate me...as if I wasn't already irritated....

I get up, taking in the cold and the silence all at once, feeling it deep in my bones, like daggers stabbing into me simultaneously. I felt a shiver arc up my spine, branching out across my whole body, causing me to shudder heavily in spite of myself.

As I exhaled tiredly, the vapour of my breath coiled into the air before me like a dragon, slow and winding, before dissipating into the cold nothingness...

The air was cold, but at the same time it was dry, dry and bitter...biting into the few exposed parts of my flesh, freezing me to the bone.

I couldn't get over the cold....even though I was wearing alot of clothing....I was still cold and it was always there, in my bones...lingering and almost haunting.

"Calypso, can you help me?" came a soft voice from behind.

I turned around, coming face to face with Leon, who had a car battery over his shoulder. he looked so shady, just the way he was holding it, his hood up, the parts of his face you could see, dirtied with oil and grease. He looked homeless almost, but then again, so did I.

It had gotten to the point where I couldn't remember the last time I'd had a shower. All I could do was heat up water over a fire and wash myself with that, some soap and a sponge...though it was never enough.

I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Instead, I nodded obediently and walked cautiously over to Leon, who set the battery down next to an old, abandoned suburban.

"This is our ticket out of here. If I can get this working, we're leaving, there's nothing for us here now. Nothing but ghosts and memories," Leon said, looking directly into my eyes as he spoke.

I swallowed noisily and nodded, still unable to say anything. I don't know what was wrong with me, I'd just lost all hope. Ever since the world died.......