Fangrein Excerpt p.? (Book 3)

We are mavericks, made up of societies unwanted. We are the outcasts, the socially inept. Thrown from our people for being different, unbreakable, free thinking. Our beliefs differ, which makes us strong. So many creatures and ideas coming together as a whole, we create our own eclectic machine. Opposing political and religious orthodoxy, and seeking value and meaning amongst our vast expanse. Fighting for equality and personal freedom. We are radicals, we are the Fangrein.

We built quite a following, numbers growing with every setting of our suns, with colonies that hide among the hills and forests. Fangrein villages littered remote cliff sides and shore lines, living far from those who put us astray. Until the Maunastrate came to power, and dashed everything we worked for.

Now only few Fangrein live, taking refuge in the only place the Maunastrate cannot find us.