Against all protocol, Elias took a scout flyer. He flew north for three days, passing over cracked lakebeds and skeletal cities. As he reached the coordinates—a high-altitude ridge in what was once Wyoming—the temperature alarm on his dash began to chime. It wasn't the usual "Overheat" warning.
Elias touched the screen. His fingers were calloused from the dry heat of the hab-unit, but as he stared at the pixels, he could almost feel a phantom chill. He stayed late, mesmerized by the way the snowflakes looked like frozen stars caught in the spruce needles. 1600x1200 Image result for snow background tumb...
In the year 2142, the world was a palette of scorched copper and bruised violet. "Natural white" was a myth whispered by great-grandparents. Elias was a Digital Conservator, a man tasked with scouring the decaying "Old Web" for remnants of a world that didn't burn. Against all protocol, Elias took a scout flyer