I was born into the Circle. I didn’t choose it. None of us did. The Circle it was all I knew. They said we were the chosen ones; the only ones who saw the world for what it really was: corrupt, broken, sick. Outsiders were blind, they said. Lost souls who wandered the world in ignorance of how close we all were to destruction. Not like us. We knew the truth. We were special. I believed them. Every word. Why wouldn’t I? I had no idea what was really going on ...
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