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Suddenly Isopia is gripped with a longing for Zekle. As the youth's words strike her ears, the disconnect between herself and reality tears and grows brighter in her minds' eye. A million questions pool in the depths of her curiosity and intrigue, but her will is drowned by the harshness of the colt's words. Normal, she wants to say, and what is that? However instead of revealing more of her philosophical side, she merely remains silent, enduring his criticisms with an emotionless shrug of her shoulders. She is young, but already this world had started to break her - already the effects of such wildfire stupidity gnawed at some deeply held insecurity within her. She knew she was different - that was no surprise. It didn't bother her when she was hated or judged ... but her words? Her mind? Isopia
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here.
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