Tale of a Temprian
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Last published Tue, Jan 5, 2016
We live in a world where some truths are kept just out of reach. This is a story about one of those truths. Or rather people who live these truths.
Throughout time we continue to evolve. I like to think that this might be the next step in human evolution, maybe that's a bit conceited of me but I like the idea. I am a Temprian. weird word huh? It means that I have control over fire... most of the time. I live here, in the bunker, with a quilted family. Different scraps, different colors, all thrown together to make something more than we would be on our own; something beautiful.
Some of us are Temprians, some are Undas who control water, some Acerin that control air, a couple of Erdan that control earth, and a few Skoto who control shadows, which is a much cooler power than you'd think.
We are a family of misfits living together and hidden away in a world that doesn't know we exist. We were lucky to get each other; and I'll be damned if I let anything tear us apart.
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