Sole City

Sole City

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They say the world is beyond the walls of dangerous, but we've never really seen it; we are not allowed to go. In fact, most of us have never even seen anything past the borders of our school's campus, let alone the whole city. You see, everyone lives in a city about a mile wide in diameter with a massive ebony wall surrounding it. In the center of the city, there's a huge boarding school where most of us live and learn about our powers. Rumor has it that on the other side of the city walls, all of the world's forests just suddenly decided they'd had enough. They started growing at a rate that no one could have ever anticipated or prepared for. But one man managed to come up with a plan to save us all. He erected a boarding school to keep us out of danger, and later build the surrounding town and walls. Once the school was finished, he took up the role of principal and continued to watch over us. But did he really do it all out of the kindness of his heart? Did he really want everyone to be safe? Or was there something he wanted past the admiration of his peers? When students start going missing, it's up to a band of 6 to figure out what's really going on behind.
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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