Light Bringers

Light Bringers

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Light. The conqueror of darkness. So imposing that darkness hides behind objects in its presence. So imposing that darkness only roams when light slumbers. No matter how bright the light, the darkness, however cowardly, will always exist. Being consequently stronger to deintensify the light's power. As life flourishes, it imitates that of what it's made of. Most show their light, while they bury the darkness within themselves in the presence of others' light. Equally, they expose their darkness in the presence of such. Cultivating inside those who can't stand to mask their inner darkness any longer, they lash out, forcing their shadows on the light of others. Despair, anguish, fear, every cold emotion in them lashes outward. Only those who shine the brightest light upon the darkness can vanquish these adverse emotions, subsiding their thirst to plunge deeper into darkness.
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***COMPLETED***So get this... We've been living in a dystopian nightmare for 10 years now. Grandpa Alfred says it's the older generation's fault--well duh! To make matters worse, Bell, my twin sister, contracted "The Wasting." No doubt she caught it by helping the kids in the Forbidden Zones. That's where all the mutant freaks live. Not just your usual freaks but kids with missing limbs, half a face, twisted spines... My witch of a mother thinks it's from the nuke plants leaking after the purple lights lit up the skies. The preggo's babies turned into monsters. Due to Bell's bleeding heart she only has a month to live. Grandpa says he knows this invisible guy with a cure, (yeah right... what you've been sniffing Grandpa?) He's disappeared and so close to "Recycling" age. Now it's up to me and only me, Izzy Quest, a freaked out teen from Brooklyn, to save my dying twin sister. You may have guessed by now, I'm not the save-the-day-sort--Bell is. She's the sweet, honest, dependable, pretty twin. Don't believe me? Ask my lunatic of a mother. "You look like Bell; try acting like her." If Bell had to save me, she'd be all organized with sticky notes and a compass. Me? What do I have but OCD, a short fuse and a cynical attitude. Oh, but I can run--fast. I can outrun any boy in my school. Well, when there were schools. As of today, all schools are closed indefinitely. Thanks evil, New Regime! (Bell wants me to tell you our story is in 3rd person and not first person--whatever that means...) Find out what the Quest sisters are up to next! Read: "Escape From Fat Camp"

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