The Kingdom of Light
'Size makes no difference,' said Ispri. 'What makes a difference is whose side you are on, who you choose to believe.'
Life had moved on for Joshua, Marie, Amanda and Steven. They hadn’t been to Verdura for nearly twenty years. They were married with kids almost as old as they had been their first time in Verdura.
Things had also moved on in Verdura. Centuries had passed. It had become dark. Almost all the time. Only a few of the friends they had known as children remained––even though their lives should have been as long as that of their sun. The few remaining people were at odds. Tyranny had overcome some of them, madness, so it was said, the rest. Enemies had multiplied.
Once again, children were sent to help. The world was breaking up, dissolving before their eyes. They had no idea how to overcome old enemies or new.
So how could they explain this expectation they sometimes felt? This optimism? And how did this young woman from China and her pet dragon fit in?
Besides, of course, they’d eventually have to go back to earth. Would they get back before Verdura collapsed completely and them with it?
