26.04.2020
This was a dream I had and I wanted to write it down as it could be used as a base for a new story.
I arrived at the pirates base. In midsts of all this white snow around it stood like a tiny black fortress.
The patron greeted me “Welcome to Dolce de Lèche!” She seemed incredibly happy that I arrived.
I wondered “why is it called like that?”
She quickly replied with “Because milk is white.”
I was their new guy. They called me Namnam although that is not my real name. After what happened with this world over the last few decades, no one really trusts each other enough to give out their real names anymore. An accident in a huge chemical factory started a chain reaction. A snow like substance rained down from thick gray clouds and began to cover most of the planet's surface. Resources became sparse as nothing grew anymore in the snow that covered the surface.
At first it was just this white substance. But due to the constant clouds the temperature also started to drop and it truly started to snow on top of it. Now the planet is just covered in white and no one can tell truly anymore where the snow stops and the poisonous chemical starts.
Bandits and then so called snow pirates started to roam the globe. I used to just get by on my own but this… winter… it was too much and I had to join forces with one of the pirate groups.
This group here uses ski to travel around. Other use snowboards or other means of transport that will distinguish themselves from one another.
Another characteristic of this group is that they always keep a piece of nature displayed somewhere on their outfit such as a stick, or just a twig, dried flowers, a piece of bark, etc.
Their biggest enemy group in the region do wear small metal locks on their outfits somewhere.
The patron explains me that another special feature about this pirate group is that they only use one ski stick as they need the second hand for their gun. Not many groups have guns nowadays.
She passes me on to an instructor who brings me to my room. It's sparsely furnitured but actually I am happy there is even something in there.
He gives me a quick rundown over everything and shows me my wardrobe where I would be putting together my outfit.
Strangely he tells me that additionally to the piece or nature I shall also put a tiny metal lock onto my ski stick.
I found a traitor.
That's when I woke up.