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Earth.Flung from orbit, made rogue, by a passing star some two thousand years ago. The winds faded, waters froze over, and soil became buried under carbon born snow that rose to the knees of skyscrapers. Humanity lives on in "Pillars", Glass domes held up on tall spiralling podiums, away from the snow and windless void, were people survived off the limiting resources still available to them, but struggled to properly live.Flicker Torchwood is content here. A life spent in comic colours and sticker plastic, bouncing from one job to the next with only one single goal in mind. To never, truly, grow up. His life of simple minded fun began in the impoverished west side of Pillar seven, and he intends fully to keep that energy alive no matter what his peers yell at him, even as a carbon ice cutter with barely a penny to his name.The world moves without him, terrorist groups rising in power, diseases running rampant, and money flowing in the all the wrong directions. But something stirs amongst it all that even Flick can''''t ignore, a person born two thousand years ago, before the world became a Rogue Planet... and an attack that will change the course of his life permanently.*Updated every Week on Friday, also available on Wattpad (If you prefer that)* Statistics Overall Score This fiction has not received enough ratings yet to have a score. Total Views : 1,399 Average Views : 56 Followers : 3 Favorites : 0 Ratings : 0 Pages : 448 Advertisement Go to Table of Contents Mark as Not Interested Follow Favorite Read Later Fiction breaking rules? Report Advertisement Author