sebastian goodyear | district one | fin [cbd3]

A whole grid of friends surround Seb but still the loneliness haunts him. One by one, the closest to him have fallen. A father taken when he was young. The man he looked up to and filled his father's place, soon swiped away from him Then a friend, the same age as him, a tragic accident indeed. Maybe he should just suck it up. It is not like his family is short of its treasures, everyday should be a blessing to him but he rarely spends a day in the place that he should be grateful to call home.

Seb follows the career shifts each day, it is something to keep his mind busy and a routine to follow but then where does he go when he is trying to escape the museum of memories that his mother calls home?

Amongst the hustle and bustle of District One, Seb found a woman with her own treasures hidden within an unsigned warehouse. Machines with engines and four rubber wheels on each corner. Thousands of hours of tinkering and still their engines do not roar but Seb finds peace in noises of clattering metal. Despite the disappointment every time the ignition fails to ignite, Seb still wanders back there every evening with his spanner and screwdrivers in hand. It is the determination that draws him, the thought that he can actually save these machines. No matter how long it takes.