Djé||é was running from them. He had covered his skin so no one would know he was an Osádjún. The stars shone like splashing water on a hot summer day. It was on nights like this that Omoirun kidnappers would go out, searching for children.

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Most people would think Djé||é was running away because he feared the Omoirun and what they might do to him. However, Djé||é was actually running to avoid being identified as an Osádjún and being forced into a destiny he had not chosen.

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Djé||é ran in circles, hoping to tire them out. He had no hair on his head, meaning he had no strength, but he could still use his heightened hearing. Listening closely, he heard the hatred in the hearts of the Omoirun pursuing him. Djé||é stopped running and revealed his true skin tone to them. The Omoirun paused, amazed at Djé||é's dark skin. Djé||é offered them a holy comb, and they combed their hair with it. The next morning, they awoke in their beds at the isolated school of the Omoirun, never to see Djé||é again.