I always found it funny that we fought over food and water. Even the high-and-mighty Silvers need to eat.
Drea Nцитируетв прошлом месяце
I always found it funny that we fought over food and water. Even the high-and-mighty Silvers need to eat.
Drea Nцитируетв прошлом месяце
This is the true division between Silvers and Reds: the color of our blood. This simple difference somehow makes them stronger, smarter, better than us.
A04цитирует6 месяцев назад
Silvers are supposed to fight bravely, to flaunt their skills, to put on a good show—but not die. After all, they aren’t Reds.
A04цитирует6 месяцев назад
The gods rule us still. They have come down from the stars. And they are no longer kind.
A04цитирует6 месяцев назад
Whispers are rare, dangerous, and powerful, even among the Silvers, even in the capital.
A04цитирует6 месяцев назад
The rumors about them vary, but it boils down to something simple and chilling: they can enter your head, read your thoughts, and control your mind.
A04цитирует6 месяцев назад
“Poor fool,” I mutter. It seems Kilorn is right. Nothing but a punching bag.
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His mouth falls open, like he’s gone slow or stupid. Like his mind is gone.
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He just needs to see it and trick himself into thinking they are truly human, that they can be hurt and defeated. But I know better. Their blood is a threat, a warning, a promise. We are not the same and never will be.