your neighbor’s ancestor was a fire-breathing dragon. your teacher comes from a long line
of witches. one of your friends is a descendant of basilisks, another comes from elves.
everyone you meet looks the same, all are human in their own way, and while common
knowledge, it is not polite to ask what one another is. you, yourself, look just as human
as the rest, but beneath your skin… your soul knows your true descendantship.
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