It had been fifteen years since the sun had last risen. It’s been fourteen years since the madness of this sun forsaken town started. On June 28, 8193 was the first morning the sun didn’t come up, for six months we kept hope, hope that light would come again. Then January came round and any hope we had was lost, the Town Elders declared we should adapt, and adapt we did, we brought I lights to amplify what we got from the moon, found how to continue cultivate our crops without the use of the sun, and a lot of things we discovered to keep living without the sun coming back. By 8194 the Elders had become so obsessed with the moon, using the moon for every thing they could. To present day they worship the moon “ut luna provide anc protegat” they cry. The moon is on flags, churches, Elder approved establishments, uniforms, things aren’t what I’d call normal anymore. There’s people who rebel, we call ourselves the ‘filii solis’, ‘children of the sun’ we don’t start riots or anything, that kind of stuff would get you killed. We do what we can, study what was of the sun, we were all 5-6 when the sun went away but life was much better then. We’ve done research, how to get the sun to rise again, and until now no one knew about the research. Until tonight. That’s why right now, I’m on the chopping block.