غلاف قصة The Imperfects بقلم GraceWiley6
The Imperfects
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The world is a dangerous place. Too many people, too little space. in the near future, earth's holding capacity is over flowing, there is no government, and people need answers, fast. five people took over with a plan that centered around priority, and the listeners were desperate, so any plan sounded good to them. Nearly 86 years later, the plan is still in play: At age 16, if you are smart, and have no physical, or mental faults, then you get to live with the community on the mainland. But if you are flawed in any way, then you are sent to the island of imperfects, a place nobody has ever heard from, and nobody things really survives. Especially given the fact that the imperfects are sent with nothing but the clothes one their backs, a bag of canned food, and a dagger. But when Naomi Havvins approaches closer to the test of flaws that she knows she is going to fail, a mysterious bottle washes up an sure, and with it, the first hope of a future that Naomi has had in along time.
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