The Colour Thieves
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"I'm Phil, that's Dodie, and that's PJ. And if you haven't guessed by now, we are Colour Thieves"
The Government has banned colour, creativity, and homosexuality in Braith, the Black and White City, in order to provide only the necessary requirements for life, but some escape the confines of the city to become Colour Thieves, vowing to return the world to the way it ought to be. Dan, a perfectly normal citizen, gets kidnapped by a band of Thieves, stealing him away from all he knows for unknown reasons. But will they change Dan’s way of thinking or just scare him away?
Author: @lestericalphan
Artist: @vocalsinmyveins (tumblr)
Beta: @moonfullofstars (tumblr)
Art for the fic: http://vocalsinmyveins.tumblr.com/post/131758668375/her-grey-eyes-glistened-with-excitement-as-soon-as
Word count: 19,351
Warnings: Blood, Violence, Swearing and Kidnapping
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