So as it happened, the world of the Lost Children was slowly abolished and many children found new homes and loving families. For those who were much older in these games of blood and death, well, most of them found that they still could not escape the life as a Lost Child, even in freedom. They spent their strengths and energy all in the destruction of the black market. It was through their work and contribution that finally the Northern Hemisphere of the Lost Children Market and finally, the central market was destroyed.
Now, children only hear the lost myth of the market where children and young adults were sold like cattle. Never were the names ever recorded of the people who played a huge part in the emancipation of the enslaved generation, but those who were once in the market never spoke of it in their later years. Soon, the whole subject drifted into nothing with time and history began to ravel all over again. It was a textbook subject and no one questioned history. That was the way the Lost Children wanted it; it was history. A new life had begun. No one wished to remember the details. It was a massive blur now and so it would stay for the rest of time as long as people kept looking at their feet and not where they had last stepped.
Now, children only hear the lost myth of the market where children and young adults were sold like cattle. Never were the names ever recorded of the people who played a huge part in the emancipation of the enslaved generation, but those who were once in the market never spoke of it in their later years. Soon, the whole subject drifted into nothing with time and history began to ravel all over again. It was a textbook subject and no one questioned history. That was the way the Lost Children wanted it; it was history. A new life had begun. No one wished to remember the details. It was a massive blur now and so it would stay for the rest of time as long as people kept looking at their feet and not where they had last stepped.
