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Origin of Symmetry
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Ongoing, First published Mar 15, 2019
Harry cried out louder the harder his uncle yanked. Feathers covered the floor in his small cupboard, and Harry knew that the same features could be found in homemade pillows and beautiful crafts that his aunt would hang around the house. He could feel the blood as it dripped down his back, and he felt his body give a powerful jerk when he heard the shink of a knife as it was being removed from its holder. 

He could only grip the wall harder. Only pain was coming.

A.K.A. Harry is a nine-year-old son of a Primordial and his extra appendages are a clear indication of his 'higher' status amongst his family. They, however, do not agree.
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