The Mirror's Other Side

The Mirror's Other Side

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Ever wonder what thrives on the other side of a mirror? The year is 2051. World War 3 had just ended, but there's tension within the United States of America. President Limido and Pierson Asted don't see eye to eye. Pierson created the Underground Union Force (UUF) during the war for the protection of citizens after President Limido signed for the Intruder Laws. After the war, you could either stay and help grow the business or leave. Tara and Tron chose to stay, as well as some of their friends. What happens when Lea, not from their time, enters their world through her mirror? https://vm.tiktok.com/JNQQGpq/
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{BOOK ONE} There are five factions. Each had their own reasoning for thinking why the war had happened. Dauntless; cowardice and fear. They strive to be brave, fearless. Erudite; ignorance. They strive for intellect, to be smart and curious. Candor; deception. They strive to be honest. Amity; they blamed the war itself along with fighting. They strive to be kind, forgiving, peaceful. Abnegation; selfishness. So they strive to be selfless. Dauntless are our police. Erudite are our teachers. Candor is the law. Amity are the farmers. And Abnegation are our government. I would sit on the ground everyday, wearing my yellow dress with black sandals. Wasn't the best thing for me. Dresses made my shoulders to broad, especially the flowing ones. When I was home alone, or with my mother, I would wear I tight black shirt and white shorts. No one would really approve, mostly because they were Candor colours along with the fact it's not... welcoming enough. I never understood Amity, not because of the kindness and the peacefulness; well, mostly the peacefulness. Whenever it should come down to defending ourselves or walking away. We walked away. It confused me. Maybe I wasn't Amity enough to understand. Maybe I wasn't kind enough. Maybe, just maybe, I didn't belong here. So where do I belong? A/N : First chapter is a little sketchy but that is the case with all of my books. I promise it does get a lot better afterwards Start: Feb 06 2021 End: Dec 15 2021

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