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This is a WIP, NaNoWriMo 2016, currently called River, Tree, Mountain. It’s science fiction, set on a colony planet, six generations in–with about 10% of the population born “marvels,” who have special abilities like dowsing, healing, or creating fire. The protagonist, Rekka, is a spark (fire), signed a contract with Brenton to provide him a child, and four months later, traveled to the compound where he lives, where she is met with an empty apartment and a message saying he had to travel on business, so she does some exploring–the snippet starts with her alone in a common room on her floor of the apartment.
Down the hallway, footsteps approached, and Rekka swiveled in the chair, peering over the back at an unfamiliar woman. The woman had bundled up against the cold, wearing a sage green hat and a scarf wrapped up to her nose, and a cranberry red wool coat, her hands shoved into her pockets. As she neared the common area, she pulled her hat off, wisps of black hair standing up from static electricity.
Then she noticed Rekka watching her, and scowled, her dark eyes sparking with sudden ire, “What?” She pulled her hands out of her pockets, hands that were the same navy blue as the skin on her face.
Quite a colorful genetic modification, Rekka thought, and tried a friendly smile. “Hello, I just moved here–my name is Rekka. Do you live on this floor, or are you visiting?”
The woman stared at her for a long moment, tucking her hat into her jacket pocket, unwinding the scarf so it hung loose, and unzipping the jacket. “I know who you are.”
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Life on the colony planet of Kaibou was going uneventfully until the second generation of colonists was born on the planet, at some, at a young age, began showing various psychic abilities. When those people, called marvels, grew up, many of them formed companies, building compounds to live in and raise their children. Due to population diversity issues, many colonists have children using genetic bank material, or choose a succession of partners. Now on the seventh generation, marvels are born both within and without company walls, and all must work together to use their gifts and make a living on a still wild land. Some of these outsider marvels sign contracts with company marvels, agreeing to give them a child raised within the company, in return for a permanent home in the company compound, a stipend, and other concessions.