Those whose “job” it is to keep watch, look out of the periscopes, warding off attack. These are survivors, usually the eagled-eyed ones, who thrive on little sleep. Their presence is essential. No community can function without them. Or...
A world technology can no longer touch. Step through the veils into a dystopian land of survivors, Fallen Angels, strange visions and half-forgotten myths.
What does it take to thrive here? Would you lead or follow, be the problem or the solution?
Could you survive?