Resistance

Quadam, Galactican Capital

2030.

The sky was weeping, the wind was raging and the growing storm was showing no signs of stopping. Lizquanqou stood by the half opened window of her bedroom, gazing at the weeping sky. She was wearing a black dress, and on her head was a polka dotted white and grey scarf. Beside her stood a woman with red hair and red eyes. She was wearing a pair of black leather pants, a black T-shirt and a black leather jacket. She also had a black scarf on her head. She gazed at the darkening sky with a look of melancholy on her face.

"Do you know where this is coming from, Yda?" Liz asked, her voice soft.

The woman with the red hair remained silent for a few seconds. Then, she spoke.

"I know. How can I not know?" She said, her voice thick with emotion.