Indescribable

Indescribable

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Grendale. A perfect country with its perfect land, and its perfect people. Or so you think. A stain had been left on the country. The revolution, that had ended over two centuries ago, still haunted some. But the Iron Fists, a group of rebels had disappeared. As had their cause, their motives. Their were no accounts of the attacks that's claimed numerous lives all those centuries ago, done by this group. No one had spoken of them, and if they did, it never reached the public's vision. Until now. Scientists have been noticing that some new born babies are being born with marks. Little circles in the exact same spot. On their left ankles. Right on the bone. But what it means, they don't know. Algorithms and Tests, can't seem to find an explanation. So, what's causing it? Aerys a sixteen year old girl, who lived in a district for the rich. Her parents could never explain the mark left on her left wrist. Aerys tried not to acknowledge it, though every night as she went to bed, she could feel her blood thrumming in that exact spot. Eean, a sixteen year old boy, who lives on his family farm with his older brother and sister. Everywhere Eean goes, people are staring at him. Or, more or less at the large mark on the backside of his right hand. A large circular mark, that to him looked like the moon. Yet every morning when he woke up, it felt as if something were trying to escape his skin. In that exact spot. There was no reason for these two to ever meet. But, sometimes the devil has a sense of humor. Why is it that these two kids, from completely different families, share something that doesn't even seem possible? Who is the man who watches them day in and day out? As something befalls there kingdom, they'll be forced to answer all these questions for themselves. Can Aerys trust Eean? Or could them getting too close, be deadly.
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To say Amare isn't from 'around here' would be the understatement of the century. But Cynthia Orvin doesn't quite know that yet - just as she doesn't know much about the story behind her parents' demise or why her mother's family seems to despise her. What she does know is that in her nearabout eighteen years of being, this is the first ever time she has found a friend. Maybe more than a friend. But Amare has come with a ton of secrets on his back - secrets that stand to both answer all of Cynthia's questions but also destroy the trust she has in him. ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ Lying curled up on the road before her, with nothing but his hands covering up his modesty, was a naked male. Her eyes involuntarily traced his muscled torso, the vast span of his dark olive to light brown skin which was coated with thick lumps of mud in places but seemed to carry no visible wounds. The ebony hair atop his head were coiled up in tight curls, as luscious as his thick eyebrows and the eyelashes fanned over his wide, curious eyes that housed the most brilliant cerulean irises she had ever seen. Given the youthful fullness to his cheeks and the vibrance of his coral lips, he looked not much older than her. Cynthia would have perused the individual longer, lost in her curiosity at his state, had he not cleared his throat to toss her out of her thoughts. His brow scrunched up and lips pursed down, before he opened his mouth with a sharply snapped, "I need to talk to a human." She stepped forward with a hand extended towards him. "Um. I am a human. Are you okay?" He looked her up and down, eyes brimming with amusement. Then very slowly shook his head. "No, you're not." What... on earth did that mean? ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ◾ ↪ 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 2022 | 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱◂

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