Picture the wildest rodeo you’ve ever seen. Now picture it half a mile above the earth.
Few things define a ship more than her guardian spirit.
"It’s important to remember, when dealing with the clockfolk, that they only LOOK like toys."
(Post zombie apocalypse)-a tribe of humans
Culture: Drumming circles daily around an arena for their bravest brutes to slaughter their accepted foe, the zombie. Feasts of overcooked zombie flesh (to kill all of the zombie virus present). Wooden fortress that make this tribe in the far future look several millennium behind in technology. Instead of becoming a troublesome and unnatural foe that they seek to cure, this tribe has accepted that Zombies will continue to roam their land and, if the undead were to perish (be cured), this tribe would suffer as well.