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The Outcasts
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Ongoing, First published Jul 08, 2013
Everything has a life. Everything. Well, except clothes because you know what they say, “the clothes makes the man,” right? Well I know this better than anyone. Why? Because everything comes to life around me. Well, sort of. I can’t really control it but what I do know is that I can understand all forms of life. At first I thought no one would understand me and for the longest time, no one really did. But I learned I was wrong. Because there are more like me and we’re on the run from the rest of the world because of it. But it’s funny, sticking together; we learned that we can make a difference, even as outcasts. My name is (Name) and I am a member of the guild, Seventh Heaven.
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