Different

Different

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*Cover design created by Fang Ride (Figment Username)* The world is in the age of Peace. It is a society of order, uniformity, and equality. Everyone is made to be the same, upstanding citizen that will fulfill their given duty to the society. They are to follow the rules, marry who they've chosen/who chose them at seventeen, and allow the Watchmen to "protect them". It is, as the President says, Utopia. Crissy Javis doesn't believe a single bit of that nonsense. Crissy Javis is a normal, seventeen year old citizen. But Crissy Javis is different in one way... She dreams. Crissy lives on Earth by day, but finds herself in a made up, dream world called Lidania, every night. There she hangs out with her best friend--Jerimiah, Lover--James, and honorary sister--Liliana. But what happens when that dream world isn't just a dream after all? Crissy must leave her home and her mother to travel to the place of her dreams where a great evil is is rising. It is her duty to save Liliana, James, and everything she loves before it is too late. Crissy is DIFFERENT. *Original piece can be found on Figment under the username--CalystaTheAllKnowledgeable*
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