Number 78
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Last published Wed, Jun 8, 2022
The hall seems to have endless pedestals with statues of me on them, though I have never worn these clothes. she looks to her right and the statue is wearing fur, the pedestal has a small metal plaque that reads 'Number 76' and nothing more.
"You are not supposed to be here number 77" the voice does not have an obvious source. It seems to be everywhere.
"My name is not number 77 is Anara"
I climb back up to my feet. The source of the voice comes from behind the pedestal for number 1.
"You may have a name down there, but up here you are a number until you earn a name. So far none of you have earned a name in these halls"
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Adelaide has a peculiarity and must learn to use it without being labeled as a witch in order to remind an old friend of their morals.
She must learn to fight without force and become a name amongst the nameless plaques in the hall of numbers. She is not number 78, she is Adelaide Schneider.
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