It's based off of a short story I wrote in seventh grade. If all goes well, I'll have at least 20,000 words or so when it's finally done. I'll post my progress, and tell me what you think!

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Let me tell you a story.
It is a story about a man named Marc.
Marc lives in a place about 70 lightyears away from us. He lives in a time about 1000 years from us. In fact, it is just a little bit after the year AD 3000. But Marc doesn't know this. He doesn't know a lot of things, at least yet, anyways.
We begin at the end of a so far average day in Marc's life.
"I pledge alliegance to the Peace, and to the Idea, and to my fellow citizens," said Marc, in unison with 14 other people.
"Good job, fellow workers. Have a happy Day of Rest, and congratulations to Cindy for being elected to municipal council. See you all on Oneday." said Marc's boss.
Marc and his coworkers filed out of the dimly lit meeting room onto the street, quietly talking amongst themselves. A deep maroon sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows over the bleak, grey factories of Marc's hometown.
As Marc split up from his peers and began walking down 222nd Street to his house, he thought about the past week. It had been a good one. They had been productive at the Valley Wooden Products Factory; their quota of 421 little wooden boxes had been met - and Marc had made sure of that, he being the resident inventoryman.