A New Hope from the Sky

A group of survivors walked slowly toward the horizon, their clothes ragged, their faces tired, their eyes hollow with loss. Among them was Aiden, a young man in his late twenties, leading the way. His clothes were no better than the others, torn and stained with the remnants of his home. Beside him, his younger sister Lara stumbled, clutching his arm for support. She had been barely able to keep up after the days of walking, her small frame weakened by hunger and exhaustion.

"How much further, Brother?" Lara asked, her voice hoarse from thirst.

Aiden glanced at the distant silhouette of the city of Rookhaven. It was the only place they could hope to find shelter, and the only place where they might find some semblance of hope. "Not much further, Lara. We'll get there soon."

But even as he said those words, he knew how uncertain that future was.