When the bombs first hit New Orleans, Estelle was just 10 years old, living with parents in Baton Rouge. That alone would have been enough to change their lives forever, but it was only the beginning. The ground level dropped 50 feet, causing massive flooding to sweep through Baton Rouge, sinking most of the city.
Life continued on despite the numerous deaths and how much had things had changed. With Estelle’s mother having perished in the chaos, and desperation all around them, Estelle got her first job, diving for salvage through flooded buildings. When the dead began to rise, it was just one more danger. Plague swept through Baton Rouge, and Estelle’s father decided it was time for them to leave. He didn’t survive the journey, though, and at age 15, she had to bury him under some rocks in the Texas desert.
It wasn’t until two years later that Estelle found herself a decent settlement. She’d learned a bit about patching wounds up while in Baton Rouge, and had done more than a couple of her own on her travels, and managed to trade her services. She became a respected member of the community, and with a more stable life, began to try and piece together what had happened, how things had gotten like this, and what, if anything, she could do about it.
Her calling for answers would lead to her leaving the settlement after 6 years. She was performing surgery on a traveler, conscious because they lacked anything to put him under safely. He’d offered to take her with him to The Grand Library, but they both knew he wasn’t going to make it. Even if he survived, the journey would be too far for him.
With time’s arrow marching towards the end, he asked Estelle to pick up his backpack, pointing out the books he’d gathered, recordings he’d made, and map he’d drawn, begging her to make sure it all got to The Grand Library, back in Sacramento, California. Unable to refuse a dying man’s final request, she resolved to make the trip, that the knowledge he gained should not be lost.
Once there, understanding more what the Librarians believed in, seeing the majesty of the Grand Library, the accumulation of human knowledge and experience, she longed to be a part of it, swearing an oath to help them in their endeavour, however she could.