The Shadows of the mistaken
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  • Reads 1,209
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  • Parts 7
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published May 31, 2015
Shapeshifters, in this society there's people who hunt to get rid of them. By the age of 14, You must take a test in order for  you to find out you're a shapeshifter as tested by your parents. If indeed you're one they throw you out, for if they don't The whole family can get executed. As a shapeshifter, the earliest signs are feeling distant to humans or society. But, you only get five different forms wether it be animals or any creatures or objects of your choice then within a month, your choices have become permeant. 
   In this roleplay, enemies become friends and friends become enemies. Your survival is limited, for no one can truly be a friend.
Fantasy roleplay.
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22 parts Complete Mature

(74,890 words) The wind rushed past me as my wings beat against the night sky. I noticed a copse of trees up ahead. I slowed to a stop, talons clutching a low-hanging branch. I looked beyond the trees and a pair of glowing golden eyes met my own. Wolf eyes. My eyes widened in fear as I took off. I dodged the trees in my path, but one branch snapped on my wing. My vision blurred, pain lacing through my wing. I continued to flap my wings, clinging desperately to the notion I would make it out alive. More than one wolf was chasing me, their paws a staccato on the ground. They would catch up. They would devour me. I tried to stay in the air, but the pain was unbearable. I fell to the ground, fluttering down like a dead leaf. I snapped my eyes open. Breathing heavily, I sat up. My room shifted in and out of focus as my eyes adjusted. When I was little, my father always told me that dreams were just my imagination, that people were never chased by wolves, and people certainly could never be birds. Vera Stone is a seventeen-year-old girl who lives in a small Louisiana town by the bayou. Small, boring, where nothing ever happens. Or so she and her friends think. One night the hidden darkness surrounding their town and their lives comes to the surface. Will Vera and her friends figure out the secrets hidden through their town's history before it's too late?