On Nantucket Island, the Court is one of the last cities to lose control of their government system. The Fatalities have taken over not only the United States but the entire world as we know it. They strive for ultimate perfection with the use of science and mind reading. Based in the very near future, Brixton Bex, a nineteen-year-old boy, struggles to find his place on the island. His peaceful afternoon of reading gets shaken when his mom, Sonu, warns Brixton of a Burning Ceremony that the Fatalities have decided to throw to eliminate any hope of education.
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E.D. Squadroni. A Penny for your Thoughts
Prologue
Chapter One: The Dull Day
Chapter Two: The Figure at the Door
Chapter Three: The Man in the Lighthouse
Chapter Four: The Fatalities
Chapter Five: The Burning Ceremony
Chapter Six: The Window
Chapter Seven: A Penny for Your Thoughts
Chapter Eight: The Safe Place
Chapter Nine: The Unwanted Visitor
Chapter Ten: The Room
Chapter Eleven: The New Life
Chapter Twelve: The Lot
Chapter Thirteen: The Package
Chapter Fourteen: The Letter
Chapter Fifteen: The Writer
Chapter Sixteen: The Deadly Vow
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Rain poured; allowing for water to drench the red velvet curtain. Brixton and his mother neglected to patch up the crack in the bay window. For years it went overlooked. A light drizzle here and there didn’t affect them. Only the occasional downfall like today brought attention to the heavy drape. Brixton watched as the water spot grew larger and larger. He hated that curtain. It blocked out not only the sun but all of civilization. Not to mention, it was about five feet longer than it needed to be. The excess fabric sat crumpled on the floor causing a tripping hazard that Brixton fell for almost every time he came near the window. The five extra feet did come in good use today though. He used the massive wine-colored velvet as a dam to prevent it from soaking the window seat. As he dabbed up the escaping puddle he wondered.
How powerful can thoughts be? Thoughts are like the wind; just as invisible. Yet they can embrace any amount of turmoil. Both can destroy everything. A single thought can take control and rule a nation. One thought put in the mind of an innocent person can ruin it forever. One spark can lead to a great fire in a dry forest.
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Sonu drew them closed again and secured them with even more clips. She never called him by his full name, Brixton Bex. Something was wrong.
Why so wound up? Had something happened she wasn’t telling him? Surely my own mother wouldn’t keep a secret from me.
