A New World
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Last published Mon, Dec 4, 2017
One day everyone woke up with wings,
Soon scientists learned that the color of your wings depend on your character.
The better your character, the whiter your wings were.
Mine were a decent gray but my family's are dark as hell, and I knew why.
"It's a weapon,that,if ever used could alter the course of history as we know it. An instrument of unparalleled destructive power that no single man should ever wield."
"........I call dibs"
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