A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 324, Wednesday
November 21st, 2018
Chapter Three: Trade
The social structure the Empire adhered to was designed by the Continuum as a means of reflecting on the past, on the traditions of the ancient people who formed the Collective, who embarked on the great space-faring adventures and whose colonies formed the Empire as we know it.
Every citizen lived their life only able to contemplate a very narrow band of possibilities for themselves and their families.
Hope itself was discouraged, but in that bleak landscape the most powerful hopes would blossom.
Work and trades were hereditary, and they were guarded. Farmers farmed, builders built, and fishers fished. From one generation to the next sons followed their fathers into work, as daughters followed their mothers into the birthing chamber.
They married and had children within their class and caste, within their occupation, generation after generation.
Soldiers went to war, while priests officiated the sacred rites. The gears of the social wheel turned predictably, and only the rarest of individuals even questioned it.
Those rare individuals produced the drama that the Continuum hungered for, they were the source of energy that fed the Collective and kept them out of their malaise.
There was very little opportunity for an individual or a family to change their inherited circumstances.
As oppressive as this system was, there was comfort in it. The vast majority of the people merely persisted, got by, and did not question what the gods had ordained for them.
#Emergence #SuperShortFiction #365SciFi #OnePagePerDay
Like it, Follow it, Share it!