The Sounds I See

Cities closed off the outside world by encasing themselves in domes in fear of dangerous monsters, they created hierarchies of who's to do what based on the colour of one's blood to keep these cities running. Upon entering the city walls, all ability of magic becomes lost, any nature that was known of from the outside, is gone. Loyalty becomes a non-existent word to the people of this city. So, when Nixon realizes his blood landed him in the lowest possible class within the city, he strives to escape to the world he once understood.

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What, it's been... 4 years? And I still can't do an enticing description? Yeaah... Just trust me... you'll like it... :D So, I've been updating this story again, and hopefully it'll turn out better than what it previously was. So, hope you check it out, and hope you enjoy :)