BLEEDING SILVER
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Two superior races rule the land of Tellus:
Helios, the children of the sun. Born with the blood of gold. Distinct for wearing their vibrant white long-sleeved garments as they meticulously walk in groups under the broad daylight. Governed with religious beliefs, they find nobility in group decorum.
Lunox, the children of the moon. Born with the blood of silver. Unnoticeable for their dark fitted attires as they roam the dark corners of the city in the solitude of the night. Dominated by their own personal beliefs, they show outstanding physical aptitudes that surpass any other race only when necessary.
And of course, the inferior race, humans. Born with red blood flowing under their skins.
"There must only be one clan feared by all. And that will be us."
Then it all started-the cruel purge of the silver bloods.
Pools of silver liquid flooded the streets of Tellus under the extreme sunlight.
And only those of the five infants were saved-one baby girl so-hidden by a Helios couple and raised as one of their own.
But fate had better plans for her on the night she turns 18.
"Mother," a voice silently whispers through her ears. "My children will call you that as we stain the night with gold."
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