Hybrids
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There is a species of human with wings, called the Adamaris. Some have hummingbird wings, others have eagles', and still others have wings of parrots. They all belong to a certain species, and meet only in school, where, when they turn fourteen, they will leave and continue their schooling with their own kind. For the first time in recorded history, two species have merged together. When the child was born, she had colors of hummingbirds, hawks, and parrots all blended together in her feathers. The parents died, and the child was named "Avinoam", which, in the naming language of the birds, means "a bit of everything jumbled together". She never anticipated what would happen when she turned fourteen..... Avinoam is rejected. On the run from death, she has to make the hardest journey of her life- the journey of self-discovery, and finding out where she truly belongs.
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