Welcome to Stories From the New World
What do you see when you envision this world’s future? Is it all gloom and doom, of the dystopian lot? Or is it something much, much greater? I envision the future as green, with great trees that snake their way into the heavens high above. I dream of streams that run clear and air that tastes as crisp as the sun’s rays on your flesh during a warm, summer day. I dream of hiking over mountains that come alive with…