Blood Rising

The finality of death scares most, human or otherwise.

This is where our similarities end.

Humans spend their lives in fear of that end, trying to find ways to stall the inevitable. We are free of that madness, living for the present. Humans fight and kill for no reason save fear, anger, and greed. We fight for the safety of kin and kind and the rights that are deserved by all sentient beings. Many humans live their lives with no true purpose. We live to protect one another and protect that which we love and cherish. Humans fear us because we do not look like carbon copies of themselves. We laugh and revel in who we are. Humans show off fake tanned skin, muscles gained through drugs, and surgically altered bodies. We show off the fur, claws, feathers, scales, fangs, paws, and fins we were born with.

We might not be human, but we are proud of who we are.

We are the Changelings, and we are on the brink of a war that could end everything.

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