I was Erudite, then Candor. But none of it matters now. None of it. Not that we know what is beyond the gates. The gates, not to keep things out, but to keep us in. Now that we know the truth is not so black and white.
We weren't a thing but we felt like one, we act like one, we think like one to the point that I thought we were something, only to remember that we are nothing.
Book 4 of GotTwice Series