Year 47

There once was a creator who watched over you from the Heavens. Who kept you safe from his past and present. Who gave you all that you needed to build your own lives while guiding you home. Who knew your name and loved you.But He no longer existed, and His three houses were destroyed. Your countless prayers have gone unanswered, and your endless hopes have been buried in unmarked graves for forty-six years.With the walls torn away, the three became one. And among the blackened skies and arid soil of the New West walked a man with a gun and no purpose. A Stranger to you and everyone else.But as chance and fate collided, a lonely girl crossed the path he walked, carrying hope that her home was still out there waiting for her.How long can purpose be denied, and how far can hope carry two heavy hearts in an unknown land?There is no Heaven.There is no Hell.There just is.And you will bare witness to Year 47.