Condemned

Condemned

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condemned [verb]: to express unfavorable or adverse judgment on; forbidden love. ✗❦ In a world adopted by astrology, Blake Rosenthal is separated from her family only at age sixteen, being moved into her Pisces faction to later prosper into adulthood. The Government strives for conformity and balance with the twelve factions of the Zodiac. While adapting to this change, Blake finds herself meeting someone along the way that isn't as they seem, and with her heart on her sleeve, her life will take a dangerous turn, for better or for worse. © red-willows 2018. All Rights Reserved. DYSTOPIAN, PREVIOUSLY CHANDLER RIGGS FIC
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In the quiet desert village of Dey, living among the sand dunes and mirages, existed an anomaly - me. I was different, born without the ability to read, write or keep long memories. My scientist father hailed my uniqueness as a miracle, but my life was far from ordinary. To the village, I was just an oddity, a walking puzzle with missing pieces. My only solace was my best friend, always standing by me, his unspoken love for me etched in his affectionate gaze. We lived under a cruel regime with a population no more than a hundred. Every year, one of us would be chosen on the Counting Day, a ceremonious banishing ritual, to become yet another outcast to the floating prison island far off in the ocean - our village's dreaded version of population control. Our past criminals, defiant to government, and more terrifyingly, our loved ones gone missing, were thought to inhabit that island, their fate, a terrifying enigma. This year, as the Counting Day approached unrelentingly, and my loved one's life rested on borrowed time, I made a decision. I volunteered to be casted out. It was my turn to face the unknown with a hidden purpose - to locate my lost father who was sent there years ago.

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