WendyyWolfe
In 2037 after an AI program designed to correct ecological balance goes rogue and throws humanity back to the stone age, the world turns cold, frozen in a centuries long ice age. Thirteen year old Inez has only her older brother Ender, her friends Emilee, Gage and Michi and the stories told by the settlement elders around communal fires about the World Before.
They called this dark age The Static.
By the year 2737 no one remembered what caused it, but they knew what it had done. The sun stopped being warm and the snow began to fall and never stopped. Forcing humanity into an archaic way of life not seen since the first ice age.
But the cold did not only freeze water and flesh. It froze time. It froze memory. And worst of all, it froze distance itself.
And inside that forever distance, on the edge of the horizon, a sinister place far to the north known only as The Temple sits in silent repose against the gray skies, any words for what it might have been slipped away long ago-it seemed to stretch reality like taffy pulled too thin.
Those who tried to reach it, walked into the white and never returned.
In a world where distance had become treacherous, as hope entered its darkest hour, the last child to be born in Acadia for a decade, began to dream.
As small and fragile as a bird with hollow bones, Nēoa is cherished and protected as the last child the settlement may ever have.
Her dreams, whispering songs only she can hear, a possible answer to the Static, make getting to the fabled temple necessary.
To find out Inez; with Ender, Emilee, Michi and Gage are the only ones strong enough, young enough, and desperate enough to try the impossible.
Escort the most protected girl in their world across the endless ice, across a landscape where distance cannot be trusted to a place no one has ever reached, guided only by dreams no one else understands.
And the longer the temple stays out of their reach, the harder it is to remember why they left home at all.