The Amethyst Curse

The Amethyst Curse

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What if your eye colour determines how powerful you are? After the destructive World War III, mankind has changed drastically and the New World Order has established by a man who dreamt the impossible. Humans are seperated and divided according to their colour and branched into smaller groups by their distinctive talents. Unity is a word that slowly vanished from the people's mind. After 100 years have passed, a mutation emerged in humans whereby a new eye colour was introduced. The eye colour, purple was known as a curse to other people especially the man who ruled the world. People with the eye colour were hunted down, tortured and killed in a very painful way. What if there was a possibility humans could be at peace within the hands of a girl, with eyes as purple as the amethyst?
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We knew something wasn't right from the moment we awoke. It was like something was missing - a part of our very souls - and we couldn't sense the deficiency, no matter how hard we tried. A hundred million eyes adjusted to the dark all at once, all surprised to be awakened so soon. We ran through our checklists of limbs and senses, drawing ourselves out of our dreams piece by piece. Some went back to sleep, unaware, unbothered, too tired to notice the difference. Some lay in bed, too anxious to stand until the light of dawn crept through their windows at last, and they were sure the monsters in their closets had gone back to sleep. Some leapt from their slumbers, more keenly aware than others that the missing pieces were important. But we didn't know. We couldn't have. Not until we found ourselves standing in the light and discovered: We no longer had shadows.

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