Everyone is given a necklace at birth. Nobody tells you what it's for- just that you need to find the other half and follow the warmth. My necklace is ice cold, as always. But you don't need to know about that. All you need to know is that I am going on a journey. We all do, at some point. I cannot speak until I have completed this journey. My Journey.
All of my people wear cloaks. Nobody knows what each others faces look like, or even their gender. All we know is that red cloaks only have one half, while white cloaks are whole. Did I mention that I am the last of my tribe? They let their greed get the better of them... When our tribe realized that there were others like us in the world, they did not think, "Oh! Maybe we can make friends!" No, they wanted treasures. My tribe is greedy.
And I am no different. I am the last of the treasure hunters.
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My Other Half
FantasíaWhat do the necklaces do? We are never told. Why do we need to follow the warmth? We are never told.
