City of Dreams - A CCRP Novel by TrianglePanBrain

''This article is a wiki backup of the WIP book itself, also available on Scratch. For the as-yet-unwritten article about the book, see City of Dreams.''

Synopsis
After years of not writing due to his political career, Praenuntian Academy professor Veranzilarno Kalonip returns with a realistic fiction book on 3 people who's lives go down different, not exactly perfect, paths, and Spirova is the only place they can find an solution to their issues. But it turns out the answer to their problems is much deeper than they may think...

The book follows the stories of:

Caitlyn Yuranip - A middle class Amurrhinian-Eleutherian kid living near the outer slums of Spirova, dealing with whatever problem inevitably comes to the nation.

Alexi Lornuy - A poor Inutilian man traveling the country, looking for work to not starve and protect his family home from being taken by the Amurrhinians. Who, after a series of unfortunate events, winds up in Spirova.

Katherine Ilohov - The Amurrhinian-Homarican teenage daughter of a prominent Amurrhinian politician, living in isolation in the inner city among the elite with no children. Despising her father for always being busy with politics, and her mother having died in the first civil war. She has to find a way out. So she can come to know the city, and herself.

Chapter 1: A Rough Start
It was another dark and rainy day as Caitlyn Yuranip walked, or rather ran, home. “Despite what a lot of people assume summers along the Amurrhine are commonly quite cloudy and consistently create condensation.” she thought as she smiled to herself. Caitlyn loved alliteration. Every spoken syllable starting similarly sounded superb to her. The street she was walking along was long and lined with copy-paste gray apartment buildings, trams, and election posters. The rain started to ramp up however, and she took a detour into an alleyway to try and avoid it for a little bit. Right at the end of the alleyway there was an old propaganda poster of Rilan Kalonip. Caitlyn, being 14, didn’t have too many memories about the civil war. Her education about Rilan Kalonip and the civil war she caused was heavily censored. Yet still, the poster reminded her of something. She wasn’t sure specifically what or why, but it did. However, it was still raining, and she didn’t want to return home soaked; so she just brushed it off as a weird case of déjà vu and continued running back home.

“A tram stop! Finally!” Caitlyn exclaimed.

The trams were the easiest way to traverse the huge city, and the small roof they and the tram stops had were a nice escape from the constant downpour. The tram stop was a few benches with a green overhang and a sign that read “Spirova Transit Authority – Tram Stop #29”. She sat down, opened her small gray drawstring bag, crossed her fingers, and hoped that the rain didn’t destroy the papers. It did.

“You've got to be kidding me!”

The papers were completely destroyed by the rain. She took the papers out of the bag, hoping that maybe she could dry them off, but the ink was mostly destroyed. She eventually gave up and sat there in a slump, waiting for the tram to take her back home.

Chapter 2: A Better Start
In an office on the second floor of a government building in Salsugnis, an interview takes place, between an Inutilian man looking to provide for his elderly family, and an interviewer who just needs a break.

“So, you’re applying for a construction job in... Adieneuville right?”

“Yes.”

“Right. So do you have any experience in this field?”

“Yes, I worked on this city before, after the first and second civil war destroyed it. I primarily oversaw the concrete machines”

“Good to know mister... uh...”

“Lornuy, Alexi Lornuy, sir.”

“Could I ask why you are applying for this job?”

“My parents were arrested, for ‘resisting Amurrhinian authority’. I want to provide for myself and ensure my family home is protected from the government.

“I wish you luck in that endeavor then. One last question, about how old are you?”

“20.”

“Oh really? Well then,” the man stamped a paper on his wooden desk “so the team already sweeped for any live bombs that didn’t explode, so the site is safe. You’re gonna work with some other team on rebuilding the foundations.”

“So I’m hired?”

“Indeed you are.”

“Great!” He reached out to shake the hand of the administration officer.

The administration officer looked at his hand and uncomfortably shook it with a forced smile. “So, the bus to Adieneuville will pick you up at 6:00 on this day next week, so get up early. You’ll get paid at the end of every week and the job should end in a couple months.”

“I’ll be there."

Chapter 3: A Failed Start
Spirova is a big city, so obviously it’s divided into multiple parts. North, south, east, west, but the most important part is the center, the capital zone. No one calls it the capital zone though; they call it the inner city. A place where the rich and governing elite live in huge and beautiful apartments separated from the rest of the city by guards and gates, isolated from the rest of the world. The lobby of this building was an ornate marble room with a desk by the entrance for the secretary and a stool by the elevator for the operator.

“Hello Katherine. Going up to floor 9?”

She sighed “Where else?”

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

The building that Katherine Ilohov lived at was the one of the fanciest apartment buildings in the inner city, second only to the one the Minister-President lived at. All the party leaders lived here on floor 9, and that included her father Gurban. He was the leader of the third largest party in the Supreme People’s Council, the Amurrhinian Great Democracy party, and the only person in the inner city at the time to have a child.

"Actually I was wondering where my father might be?”

The elevator operator took a while to answer, after all these years he still could barely understand the Homarican accent Katherine inherited from her mother, and then responded with “Mister Ilohov? He’s at a campaign rally in Alitanopgrad.”

“He’s gone out and he didn’t even tell me?!”

“I guess so.”

She responded with an angry tone “Never mind then, I’m going on a walk.”

“What about the rain?”

She said as she walked out “I’ll be fine, it’s just water.”