Isbor of Kurajir

Isbor of Kurajir

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"It was the voice wasn't it? It spoke to you again. I hear it some times,I feel it all the time I believe it is a guide to a path we do not know, or maybe a path we fear to take or have taken and it failed us. You are silent, what I speak does it not make sense to you? You sit there feeling pitiful as I speak of the silent stories, The truth hidden in the crevice of the words coming from my mouth. It was the voice wasn't it!? Speak to me I plead so this tsunamic curiosity for which the voice truly is may die down". I spoke this words looking at the man everyone said had receive the enlightenment of the voice. He starred back at me with confusion written all over his face, he sat quietly before me, I could tell his eyes which seem to have lost it way in it sucket was assessing me. " I do not know what you speak" he said finally from a mouth with teeths that begged to be brushed with eagerness "Everyone said you received enlightenment of the voice yesterday" I continued with hope sycned to every word in the sentence.
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"How long?" I ask. "Ever since we met" he confesses. "Maybe I've liked you too" I say. "Was is obvious?" I ask. "Kinda." I'm Rexine but call me Rex. I'm a person who I though life would turn out a certain way, and it turned out so much weirder. It all started when I was six. My best friend and I had lost people very important to us and had been taken from our home. I hopped from group to group wondering where I belonged. I finally met some people that I belonged with. Then I ended up in prison with a bunch of other weirdos. Even with two of my best friends. Now we have to save the Galaxy. This is never how I thought my life would turn out. Oh did I mention I'm a shapeshifter? Oh and I'm good with computers and building stuff

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