Where the Skies are Blue

A dystopian science-fiction story, Where the Skies are Blue follows 10-year-old Charlie Freeland as he traverses the perils of a world where the blue sky hasn’t been visible in over 70 years. 

Charlie’s mundane life as an assistant to his mother, a widowed craftswoman, finds new light when he begins having dreams of a blue sky. Upon bringing up these dreams with his terminally ill mother, our young protagonist learns the unfortunate truth: decades of global war not only erased the world below, but the beauty above it too.  

The only thing this knowledge changes for Charlie is that the world now seems even more depressing than before… that is until he is sent to deliver a newly crafted wheelchair to the local Native American “gypsy”, Mr. Luther. 

After learning from Mr. Luther that the place in his dreams is actually Antarctica— supposedly the last location on Earth where the blue sky is visible— Charlie is further informed by the old man that he has a long lost Uncle in Maryland that should be able to take him there. 

Excited, and gifted a car by Mr. Luther, Charlie races back home to tell his mother about everything he learned. When he finds her, however, the boy’s mother is unconscious from a debilitating stroke. 

With his mother in palliative care with the local doctor, Charlie makes a promise to her then and there: he vows to find the blue sky and bring back a picture of it so she can see it too. 

Follow Charlie on an epic adventure to find his Uncle, discover the truth about his family and their war-torn world, and take a picture of the last blue sky in— 

Where the Skies are Blue

“Well sweetheart… If you found the flower, I’m sure you can find the sky.”

“Right as his mother reached the brim of the door, Charlie stopped crying and piped up, ‘Mama, I’m gonna find the sky and I’m gonna take a picture so you can see it too. I promise.’”

“This here compass is one of a kind, the last of its kind. What you’re lookin’ at boy is a compass of the heart. That’s why it pointed South towards you when I held it, and East towards the coast when you held it. It points a different direction for whoever holds it, if it’s held with purpose.”

“It is not our duty to change the world, it is our duty to change our perception so that we can love the world we live in.”

“Now that the wars are over and the world has turned back to the industry of barter, men of duty have become something... obsolete, unnecessary. Trade is the only duty a man who seeks survival has anymore, and I must say I do miss the painful days when duty was everything, when nothing but duty and purpose, no matter how superficial, mattered…”