Blind Spots

Blind Spots

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Reya lives in a dominated world. Every person is strung up on puppet string and only one man holds them. The perfectioneer. His job is to correct all misperfections in the world. Those few peoples and objects that cannot be perfected are burned at a monthly fire pit. Perfect people enjoy watching the pain. People who do not want to be burned run away. Their future from there becomes extremely predictable. Either they get caught by hunters and dragged back, or they escape. When they escape, they are rescued by imperfectionists. These people live in so-called Blind Spots, as the perfectioneer cannot see them. Escapees live among disabled people, people who failed school, or anyone else whom the perfectioneer did not like. It's a peaceful place to live, until, one day, someone can see them.
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