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You're here for a reason but you don't know why
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Khyan had been very quiet recently, staying to himself and silently watching his siblings. He had started to realize he wasn't actually of the same blood; he had shades of brown on him, whilst everyone else was of blacks and whites. Polar opposites that seemed to be burned into the bloodline. Why had he been born differently? And was the scar apart of it?
He briefly glanced at his shoulder, the one with skin was tight and ached sometimes in the cold air that swept past. It didn't hurt anymore, but it was a constant burning reminder he was different.
Slowly, he looked up to the sky, watching the stars, the way they twinkled, and how they seemed to call to him. Each one was different, with a different underlying tone in each one that was hardly visible. He had faint memories, ones he didn't even know, that something was before, just so distant that he couldn't actually remember. Only pieces came to him; and they only came in tiny fragments.