Recusant

Polymare's world is tainted with creatures the lands folk can't understand. Rather choose acceptance, control contaminates not only the mind of those in power, but also those of lower status. They were the damned. Chosen too unworthy too unworthy to live peacefully in society, deemed by society itself. She's lost her parents, her brother, and with nothing else to lose her only solution is fighting for the idea of coexistence.

But when drastic events change her routinely actions of defiance, and bodily secrets she'd worked so hard to keep buried resurface, she's left questioning who's the good guys amongst the rare, and who really are the bad guys.

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"If my existence is so damned," Polymare spoke as lightning flashed across the sky, the sudden light illuminating the shadow across her face before she continued, her words low and hoarse, "If I am so blastedly dirty, so bastardous and truthful living scum...why does my very remain firstly bring you fear?"