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In her breath, I hear my soul. She is my land. She is my kin. My love.
“Grass. Trees. Darrow, trees. We’re in a forest.”
“Live for more,”
“Break the chains!”
The Gray soldiers prowl the cities ensuring order, ensuring obedience to the hierarchy. The Whites arbitrate their justice and push their philosophy. Pinks pleasure and serve in highColor homes. Silvers count and manipulate currency and logistics. Yellows study the medicines and sciences. Greens develop technology. Blues navigate the stars. Coppers run the bureaucracy. Every Color has a purpose. Every Color props up the Golds.
“We want you to make our boy here into a Gold.”
“Ares once told me that it is the hottest fire that forms the sternest steel.
