The Bottle Within

The Bottle Within

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I am running. I am following the map. The map, in my head, that leads to you. I hope I'm running fast enough. I've been running for a bunch of reasons, over the years, but that's the only one that's constant. All of the others are 'froms'. That's what I call them. I run from them. I run from guns. I run from abuse. I run from drunks. I run from stoners. I run from the world, these days. But I will always, always, always, be running to you.
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It all started when they turned ten, the age that automatically put them under the Civils watch. They were all rounded up from their care units, like a herd of cows. One by one, they entered a room. The room where they lost the one thing that mattered to them the most. They woke up hours later on a worn down mattress and had a precious sense taken away from them. Some lost their sight and all lost their hope. Just so they wouldn't try to run. Clover and Jack were just regular citizens in Amara, and were used to being taunted and misused by their cruel leaders. Life without a 'normal' ability made their bulling worse. What if Clover and Jack were to escape past the massive stone walls of Amara? What if they were to get away?

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