Prolouge

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There was a time where all of us lived in harmony. We all worked together, lived together, and coexisted. But then He told us if we didn't separate bad things would happen.

No one really knows what those bad things are. But He convinced us to separate, the earths, the fires, the airs, and the waters. We all separated into different districts.

That was fifty years ago. None of us under the age of fifty five remember what it was like to life in a free and open world, and at least 70% of us weren't even born.

The eight of us were born into this segregation. It doesn't matter your, race, age, heritage, anything like that. The only thing that matters is your element.

Family's are torn apart, new borns are ripped from their mothers arms because of one thing. Their element.

It's not fair, and it is unjust. But how are eight teens like us going to stop it?

Keep reading and maybe, just maybe, you'll find out.

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AUTHORS NOTE:

Heyyy, my name is keira. This is my first story, well kinda. I've had this idea in mind for a while, And I don't really think anyone will read this but, I'm gonna write it anyway 🤷🏽‍♀️. If you do read this, comment your zodiac sign. Thanks for reading.

💕keira

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