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His chest was tight as he fought to contain them His eyes were damp Breeds didn’t cry They didn’t feel sorrow

Or so they were taught

They weren’t named; they weren’t cuddled, cherished or loved

They didn’t go outside to play as young, nor were they allowed sleepovers as human children were

Because they weren’t human

They were anis and who dressed, spoke and acted like humans

But they weren’t human

The knowledge that they weren’t human, that they weren’t born they were created, was one of their first ht

“Nothing will change your deaths” Hiscan save you!”

And nothing could save his mother

The scientists wouldn’t be punished There were no laws to protect the Breeds or the helpless woive birth to theht to life within these steel walls Or those sent to their deaths on the table beyond

Panic filled Morningstar’s screams as the cold steel of the scalpel touched her flesh

It was a sound of horror, of hysteria

Her scent becarance, mixed with the dark fear, and he kneould always remember it as that of the only creature that had ever shown him kindness

There was another sh