White Shadow: The Rise

White Shadow: The Rise

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"C'mon Grant, you heard mom, let's get out of here. " "But this, t-this is our home, why don't we fight with her, I'm not coward and she needs...." " What she needs is for us to live. Neither of us are strong enough to fight beside her, we will only slow her down." At that regrettable moment, I stood still, being hit not only by the ashes falling, but with fear, anger, betrayal, hate, sadness, grief, and loneliness. My eyes weren't burning because of the tears falling from my face, but because as I was being dragged away, I could feel nothing but little embers, and consuming smoke fill my right eye. I was no longer standing, I was on the cold concrete, ironically enough, as I waited for a miracle to take place. I waited, and waited and waited and waited and waited. Nothing. No one. Not a single soul came in to save the day. I got my feet under me, and I stood up as I could feel my feet fill with my sweat like I stepped in a puddle without shoes. I stood still, as I watched my house go up in flames but what I didn't see was my mom come out, of burning spectacle before me. That day, I died. Pure Will, Revenge, Determination. All of these things lead to not only the beginning of a revolution, but the beginning of a generation, of normal people, scarred people, and even those not considered humans at all, where they led to the saving of the same universe. Follow the story of how Greyton "Grant" Richardson becomes White Shadow, begins to turn the world on its head, and become the hero with shadow no one can see.
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