CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Heli was now walking out of the white layer. She had found out recently, that if she went far enough out of the bustling white city, everything faded to a soft, fluffy white, just endless plains. There was no grass, or trees, just an endless white canvas. As if everyone had grown tired of seeing so many things, and started all over again. It was a good place to think and a good place to wish. 

"I wish I could start over too. Theres so many things I want to do differently." Heli said to the sea of white. "Do you think the world tried to erase all its flaws? And maybe thats why theres this endless plain of white?" There was no reply to this, just silence. No wind or crickets, just a vast stretching silence. 

"But I like the world more with flaws," Heli whispered. 

Heli had now steeled her heart into one decision. She was going to destroy the color system - and that meant the elders first. But she wasn't powerful enough right now. There was nothing she could do. Until she looked at her white string.

On her wrist, it was glittering against her pale skin. 

Maybe…