Fearless  (1 of 3)

Fearless (1 of 3)

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WpMetadataReadConcluida vie, nov 13, 20204h 9m
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The Maze Runner
The usual starter pack of some character being the first girl in the glade and blah, blah, blah. Yeah..not what I'm gonna do. Let's start like this, trapped, hopeless, with no way out. That is the life in the glade. No one knows why they are there or how to get out. They try to keep each other in a state of sweet ignorance. Just to keep their sanity. But the ones that were there the longest they know. They know the hard truth that would cause other gladers to lose their minds. These few chosen ones became fearless. Warning: As my bio says I am not a native English speaker, I am from Slovakia and English is just my second language. And because Slovakia is some lost country in the middle of Europe I didn't yet get my hands on the Maze Runner books in English I only read them in Slovak and let me tell you that isn't as good...So I will be mainly basing this book on the movie, of course using some things from the books as well from time to time. Hope you don't mind❤
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My home

Gianna was the kind of girl who could make flowers grow in the darkest corners-sharp-eyed, quick-witted, and stubborn to her core. But hope was a fragile thing in the world she came from. When society began to crumble under the weight of the Flare, Gianna and her twin brother, Gally, were ripped from the only remnants of their childhood and delivered into the hands of WICKED. They were just kids-terrified, clinging to each other in the sterile, humming halls of a place that spoke of salvation with icy smiles and broken promises. Then came the separation. Gianna screamed when they took Gally from her. Years passed. Memories twisted, faded. WICKED wiped her clean and sent her into the Glade. She arrived with fire in her veins and a name on her tongue she couldn't quite place. Something told her to fight, to climb the walls of the Maze and tear down whatever cage she'd been tossed into. She didn't know why-but her heart felt hollow, like someone had carved a piece of her out and hidden it. The boys called her scrappy, fearless-too curious for her own good. She challenged Newt, raced Minho, even dared to yell at Alby once. She was never the strongest, but she was fast, smart, and impossible to ignore. But something darker always lingered in her. A sense that she'd lost more than her memory. Then one day, the box opened again. And Gally came back up.

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