The Divergents, part ten

Amethyst Champagne
data-driven fiction
5 min readMar 6

The next morning after his first meal, Callum headed to the medical tent, knowing he would piss off a lot of humans. But he didn’t care. Most of the medical providers excluded Wanderers, and he wouldn’t have it.

He wore his standard uniform from the mother ship; it was the only thing appropriate for his duties. It didn’t mean he favored it, though. But he’d find something else to wear later.

Amethyst Champagne
data-driven fiction

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