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“You don’t belong here, you know.”
Lina tensed. She wasn’t doing anything against the rules — she didn’t think. But there was a boy in front of her in one of the strange robes that the leaders kept wearing, sort of a silvery white and soft, velvet maybe, and he was glaring at her.
He had blond curly hair that reminded her of someone, although she couldn’t remember who at the moment, eyes that seemed too pale to be real, and a very unfriendly expression.
“It’s — it’s food for the group,” she offered. She pointed at the sign. Continue reading