Red Doves
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She took after her name well. Dove had always felt her wings were clipped in amity. Even though Amity, next to Dauntless, is the one faction a bird could spread their wings. But Dove need more than to be able to spread her wings. She needed to scream. She needed to set an example. She needed the rhythmic upbeat pounding bass that Dauntless flaunted. And she is ready to flap her wings to the beat.
OK so I don't really write a whole lot any more. But I have decided that while my... Life is where it is at the moment. I'm gonna take it up again. As I get further along with this story I will include a lot of visual aid. I will either put links to it on my bio in my profile or at the end of each chapter. I haven't decided yet. I hope you enjoy this story because honestly it's taken a lot of time and love to create it's foundation with one of my closest friends. And if not for her I might not have decided to write this out.
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