The License
The Letter From The State Arrived Today
The state says you're special. Now what?
The bureaucrats bow. The scientists want your blood. Strangers whisper your name like a prayer or a curse. Some will flatter you. Others will spit. The resistance watches. The Department watches harder. All want to know: what will you do, now that the state has chosen you?
What I'm Into: the weight of a name, families that don't sleep, the Department's smile, papers signed in triplicate, eyes that follow
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