Indigo had never been kind, or compassionate. Always spent her time in 'timeout.' As the Amity leaders called it. They thought they could change her, but she knew better. She was a force of nature, a tempest, a whirlwind. Her mind was like a shark, always moving, always seeking. She didn't fit in, and she never would. And yet, here she was, standing before the factions deciding where she would spend the rest of her life, hesitating to pick something other than Amity.
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