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The district of Metropol is build on two rivers, two forests, and two counties, though it exists so independently that it has all but become a county of its own.

The number five is sacred to those who live there (they lack a name for themselves, for they never expect to stay there for more than a year, a few years, and it turns into even more). They are divided into five classes -- not rigid, changeable, not any that define who they are, not any that cause discord; they simply exist as they always have, and sometimes some are added, and sometimes some merge.

There are the two political parties, whose lives are entwined more so than any others, for theirs is the center. There are those who simply live, watching the action in the center from afar, never there for long before returning to their homes. There are those who would wish the others harm, those who lurk in corners and shadows, waiting for their chance to slip into the center for good, biding their time for now. There are those who are different, those who give the district something new, something unique, those who rarely exist on their own but dance through the lives of the others, adding their own brand of magic to that of Metropol.

They can only interact and cross over in certain places, certain sacred special spots. It is not law, it is not custom; it is simply how it is. Everyone knows it without being told; no one can change it. It is how it is, and there have never been problems.

This is not a story of change. This is not a story of beginnings or endings. This is not a story of upheaval, of renewing the social order, of tearing down boundaries and classes and building them back up again.

This is not the story of a land or a people. This is not aspiring to be any story grander than that of people who live in a land -- specific people, everyday people, people chosen at random to be special in their own small way -- and what they do with the lot they are given in life. These are not heroes; these are not villains. These are not tragic heroes brought from the pinnacle of their lives by the wheel of fate; these are not epic heroes working their way up to fame from the dregs of society.

This is simply a collection of snapshots; together, they might portray a slice of life in this land. These are simply people, and these are simply their stories.



blindmadness's perhaps overambitious NaNo '07, inspired by a year of constant Metro travel and the wonderful world of Washington, D.C. Enjoy.

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