Prologue

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    Jess walk to the corner of the shadows in the dark spots of the lonely street. The darkness covered half of his face, the other half shone in the light. His light sandy brown hair covered his face and his hazel eyes dart his surroundings. He was clever for a fourteen years old and yet intelligent. His hood cover the rest his his face and his jeans were covered in dirt. 

    "Jess..." A voice called from behind him.

Jess stood there, his face was in great shock but the voice beckoned of the boy to listen.

    "You are need tomorrow for the choosing at the councillor..." He turned around the voice was gone. 

Jess' face was in shock, pale. But fear wasn't one of the things he dealt with the most, life. He headed towards the shop on the left. Silver dome with a glass roof. two words ran his thought, heart pounding.

"Choosing. Tomorrow..."

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