Saturday, December 27, 2014
So rather than face the troubles that torment her, Julie decides to run away from her old life and start fresh somewhere new. But her parents aren’t on board with the plan, and she soon finds her bank accounts frozen and her wallet empty.
With just seventy-five dollars and a full tank of gas, the troubled teen is far too stubborn to turn around and head home. So what’s a girl to do?
What Julie doesn’t know is that her travels are about to take her somewhere unexpected—a place where she’ll be forced to come face to face with the ghosts of her past in order to secure her future.
A tale of redemption, hope, and freedom lost and found, 32 Seconds is a thought-provoking exploration into the human spirit and the nature of forgiveness.
Available on Amazon
Random Fun Facts:
1) To trigger my inspiration, I binge on Netflix. I pick shows from any genre, and study the dialog and the plot. I also watch video game walkthroughs on YouTube. It's a great help to develop my characters.
2) I can't remember the last time I've had a bad case of writer's block. Plotting helps eliminate that issue.
3) My biggest pet peeves: misspellings, grammatical errors, and inconsistent formatting.
4) Julie Jones has named her car "Bubble", and when she swears, she says things like "shizzle", "shizzle nizzle" or "crapola in a peanut butter jar".
5) The original title for the first draft of the story, before it became 32 Seconds, was Death by Chocolate.
6) Julie Jones loves In&Out burgers, and strawberry milkshakes.
7) Julie is also a surfer. Her favorite beach is the one in Oceanside, CA.
8) I'm a cat lover. I have four cats, and they all distract me from writing by taking turns and lying on top of my laptop.
About the Author:
Johanna K. Pitcairn has dreamed of becoming a writer since childhood--authoring her first novel at the age of nine, and countless poems, stories, and screenplays by the age of seventeen. Later, rather than pursuing a career as a director and screenwriter, she decided to go to law school, driven by her father's opinion that "writing does not pay the bills."
Ten years later, she moved to New York City, which inspired her to go back to the excitement, wonder, and constant change of being a writer. Pitcairn is a huge fan of psychological-thriller novels and movies, and delves into her hopes, fears, friends, enemies, and everything in between in her own writing.
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Friday, December 26, 2014
Grateful to allow Jo a guest post on this site. This is my second time hosting for her. She is a great writer and I loved her Africa, me and satellite TV. She knows how to hold your attention.
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Tuesday, December 23, 2014
My review of Arcadia. Yesterday, I posted the background story of Arcadia. Today is my actual review of this five star book by Hope Christine. I was given a copy for my honest review. I found her story, The combining of two Alien species to save the junk world of Arcadia from destruction. Whenever two different species join forces, there is always the clash of cultures and it is event in the story.
Arcadia, a world built of other species junk is the focal point of the story with the two main characters having their own personal and mental demons to add to the fire. The Alien Paelae tried her best to save other species under attack and facing destruction joins The Arcadians trying once again to save this world from destruction. Leemis, the Arcadian leader reluctantly accepts her help but knows she has failed on every other effort to save other species against those that sought to destroy all other living species in the known galaxies.
Here is an excerpt from the book, I thought you might enjoy reading.
Officers stumbled over each other in preparation for the day ahead. As soon as the first rays of purple sunshine peaked over the city, a line had started to form for the bathrooms, and Paelae was thrust back into the world of the living with a jolt. Sweat covered her face, and her breathing was too rapid.
Despite the cramped space, the other women gave her a reasonable berth, some eying her while checking their weapons.
Had she screamed in her sleep? The nights had grown increasingly rare when she didn’t have a nightmare.
“Hey.” Paelae sat up and tugged the clothes out of her trunk. She ran a hand over the purple and black jumpsuit provided for her; it felt wrong, wearing the colors of another people. It was the first time anyone offered her a uniform. She preferred the Imladian one; it was familiar.
“Hey.” This time she looked up, noticing that the one-word sentence had been directed to her.
A woman stood at the end of her bed, arms crossed and legs apart as if at ease. “Name’s Benni. I’m your guard.”
Of course, the woman from the ship.
Benni was a head shorter than Paelae and bore the markings of a low rank.
“I’m Paelae,” she said and stood to greet Benni with a hard stare. “I’m your…” She searched for an appropriate word.
“Ally,” Benni finished for her. “Sky cap’s waiting outside for you.”
Paelae took the cue and began her attempt to navigate out of the barracks, jumping over beds and weaving around people until she reached the metal door. Outside, the world was tainted purple as the sun filtered through Arcadia’s atmospheric shielding, a product of too many chemical bombs. What had once been a rushed patch job to keep air on the planet had since evolved into a last line of defense worthy of acknowledgment. It was one of few things Arcadians boasted about among the planets—when the planets still existed.
Captain Lemise stood just outside the barrack doors, looking across the miles of asphalt designated for intergalactic travel. Bordering the west side of the airfield and encroaching fast upon the north, were piles of rejected technology and broken spaceships tossed out by hundreds of different races.
That’s how Arcadia had started, as a junkyard, but then lost voyagers found a home on it, attracting others—from those shunned by their own people to travelers broken down with no funds to continue on their journey. Eventually, it became a home for those who had nowhere else to go, and scavenging became more than an act of survival; it became a trade.
Most of the north and east were surrounded by low-class, brick apartment buildings, meant for the soldiers and their families.
“You’re not in uniform.” Lemise deduced upon seeing her. “If you want on my Chasers, you wear my uniform.”
Paelae shrugged. “Bathroom line was too long to change.”
Lemise began to walk away. “Then wake up earlier.”
Paelae walked close behind with Benni in tow as the sky captain began to explain. “Miss Demitri is our chief innovation and engineering specialist; with a screwdriver and a handful of computer chips, she could change a toaster into an engine. You will work beside her under close supervision. I want a particle shield by the end of the week.”
She almost laughed. Particle shields were difficult with the right materials, but with makeshift metals and roundabout wiring, he would be lucky if it turned on in three weeks.
“In exchange, you will work beside me in the evenings,” he continued.
Lemise didn’t expand any further on her evening expectations, but Paelae suspected they would be dull at best until Lemise began to trust her better.
“Unless there are complications. Then I will jettison you out of an airlock in EWAN territory. Am I understood?”
“Yes, sir,” she said. Centuries of military training had drilled the habit into her.
He led them to a jeep, and another soldier drove them east to a warehouse that stood ten stories tall. Behind it, a mesh, wire gate separated civilian from soldiers. Paelae watched as a group of young boys tossed a ball back and forth to each other, running down a deserted street to throw it in a trash can.
They used to play a similar game on the cityship as trainees. It was one of the few bits and pieces they had smuggled from the Earthen culture, played in secret when the officers had left.
Once, General Amir had caught them midgame when he came to get Paelae for sparring lessons. Anything Earthen was not to be spoken of or remembered in any way, but she had been rebellious as all teenagers were those days. Everyone had frozen in place. The terror coursing through their bodies made them forget to even salute. Trying to run would have been devastating.
Amir had walked between them, assessing the trainees. He had been furious, but his anger hadn’t been displayed in shouting or beating; it had filled the silence that spread between moments in time.
“Madison,” he addressed with a calm, collected demeanor, turning to look at her. “Why do we not register Earth as a planet in our systems?”
She didn’t reply.
“Madison!” This time the words were forceful, bringing her back from the past. Lemise and Benni had already departed from the vehicle and waited for her.
With a sigh, she shook the memory away, letting it dissipate into the morning air and jumped out of the jeep.
Lemise led them through an open garage door. Inside, the warehouse resembled a miniature junkyard. As Paelae looked closer, she could tell that the piles had been organized to some degree. One had wire, another had chips, and a third was weaponry.
“Demitri!” Lemise called. A clatter of metal followed, and the sky captain took that as a cue. They wove in and out of large piles and then climbed over smaller ones until the ground could be seen again. A giant square of cleared floor sat under an open roof, and near the opposite end, a young woman drew up schematics on a metalwork table.
“Demitri,” Lemise called again as they walked up to her.
Demitri glanced up through layers of grease stains and smudges of dirt. Bright red hair fell in a tangled mess past her shoulders, held back by a set of goggles. Deep, blue crescents were visible beneath her eyes, as if the woman had been bruised.
“Did you sleep here last night?” He didn’t address her as a soldier, nor did she wear a uniform. Instead, brown overalls adorned her skeletal frame, and a belt of odd tools kept it hanging up.
Demitri gave him a confused look. “No. I’ve only just arrived.”
“You were supposed to be in an hour ago,” Lemise said as the military eased back into his speech.
“I was delayed,” she said and threw her arms open. “It’s not like I don’t stay past midnight anyway. Every genius needs sleep. Is this the Imladian?”
Lemise pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath. “This is Madison.”
Demitri stepped around the table and snatched Paelae’s arm up, pushing back the black leather sleeve. After a moment, Demitri let out a whistle. “That’s a particle shield all right. I’ll need the big guns for those supplies.”
“One week,” Lemise said.
Demitri laughed before realizing he was serious. “Two weeks, sleep, free meals, and you throw in that glass plating I need to fix the Mirage.”
“One week, no sleep, free breakfast, and you fix the Mirage because it’s your job, not a bargaining chip.”
“Two weeks, no sleep, and lunches.”
“A week and a half, sleep, and no food.”
Demitri was about to throw in another bargain when a little girl ran out from behind a pile of piping. She held up a colored picture with evident pride, tugging on Demitri’s pants and grunting to get her attention.
“A week and a half, no sleep, and forget this happened,” Demitri said as she placed a hand on her daughter’s head. “The daycare was filled, and Pops is working cross-continent. I wouldn’t bring her unless it was my only option, I swear.”
Lemise knelt down to the girl’s level. “Hello, Demi.” He smiled.
Demi held up her picture of colorful stick figures, grunting as she pointed in stunted movements at each one.
“I see.” Lemise took her picture and gave it a further inspection. “It is a beautiful picture. Will you draw me one?”
Paelae watched in mild horror. Demi was broken. On the cityship, they considered it a mercy to chloroform such children at birth, if they made it that far without detection; and it shocked her that all those years she never thought twice about it. Never before had she encountered one on other planets, though she’d heard stories.
Lemise stood, turning back to Demitri. “Will she be okay around new faces?”
“Yeah, she’s better with it now.” Demitri cracked her knuckles in anticipation.
“A week and a half, no sleep, and lunches,” he offered.
They shook on it.
“I’ll leave you to it then,” Lemise said and left, disappearing behind piles of trash.
Demitri pulled a chair up for her daughter to continue drawing, and then lounged back in one of her own.
“You named her after yourself,” Paelae stated when the silence had extended beyond comfort.
“Of course I did. She’s a Devonian.” Demitri fiddled with the lenses on her goggles.
Paelae nodded, though she didn’t know what that meant. “Should we get started, then?”
Demitri tossed her a pencil. “Copy your arm, please.”
She looked at the writing instrument with amusement. Once, this had been the only way to transcribe thoughts, but it had been centuries since she used one. “I don’t know how to use this.”
That caught Demitri’s attention. “You don’t know how to use a pencil?”
“Not anymore, no.”
Demitri laughed. “Aliens, sometimes you get too advanced for your own good. Come here. I’ll do it.” Another pencil was pulled from the depths of her ponytail. “Please tell me you can at least use a welder.”
You can pick up your copy on Kindle at http://www.amazon.com/Arcadia-Wonderlust-Chronicles-Hope-Christine-ebook/dp/B00O1DGOZ2/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1419298745&sr=1-2&keywords=arcadia+kindle
You will enjoy this book if you are a reader that enjoys Alien Species uniting to battle a fierce enemy that has never been defeated. If you are a reader that like different yet unique stories, this book will be for you.
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Saturday, December 20, 2014
Next week I will post my review of Hope Christine's book "Arcadia". Before doing that, I wanted to give every a look into the world of Arcadia. What it is and how it can to be. Arcadian Culture
Arcadia is a junkyard planet but it collects more than just broken ships. Before it was a recognized planet, it had been a place of refuge for lost voyagers. Eventually it began to collect people like it collected trashed technology. Some were refugees, others were stranded after running out of money for their journey, and some were simply shunned from their own worlds.
With so many different people there’s a lot of borrowed pieces of culture that has been meshed together to form the Arcadian way of life. For example: they love to refurbish or repurpose technology but it is the highest crime of their court systems to help create or aide in the creation of cyborgs: part human, part technology. Don’t improve what man did not make.
The law developed from their belief that a soul cannot find the World Beyond unless the body is whole. It makes navigating the Field of Stars, a type of purgatory, difficult because a partial soul would have to wait for a whole soul to help guide them. This belief was stolen from the Monks on the planet Maldeen who had a very different lifestyle, rarely traveling into space.
Paelae is the outsider on Arcadia, she comes from a more crisp and clean way of traveling space. It’s like taking Captain Picard and putting him on the Serenity. She has a hard time adjusting to their way of life but as you read it from her perspective you begin to pick up on where all those bits and pieces of Arcadian society came from.
Lemise, who is born on Arcadia and has had little contact with other races (since most just fire at them for scavenging the graves of the dead) sees Paelae’s past life on the Imladian ships as very excessive and wasteful. In this way, as well as others, they tend to clash.
As the story progresses you can really see how Paelae’s and Lemise’s culture begin to shape who they become from a young age,
Prepare yourself for my review coming next week. Talk back, I'm listening!
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
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Seraphina Van Curen and Sebastian Cartier thought they were soul mates once upon a time. But for over a year, they have been well aware of just how quickly love can turn to hate and how cruel fate can be.
They might not be able to stand the sight of each other, but that’s okay since they avoid each other like the plague.
When danger strikes too close to home, and ancient Magic surfaces, they find themselves in the center of a deadly war. Seraphina and Sebastian strike an uneasy truce in order to end Dmitri Terletov, once and for all. They must work together to save what’s left of the Kingdom and protect the people they love most.
Along the way, they discover fate isn’t finished with them yet.
Fate is just getting started.
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16 year old Eden Matthews has been in and out of private schools for the last two years. She can't seem to stop herself from closing them down. Kingsley is her last chance to finish high school and the last private school willing to accept her.
She is focused on just getting through graduation until she realizes Kingsley is not like the other private schools she's been to. The students may be different, but so is she. And after meeting Kiran Kendrick, the boy who won't leave her alone and seems to be the source of all her problems, she is suddenly in a world that feels more make-believe than reality.
To top it off, she is being hunted by men who want to kill Kiran and her best friend Lilly is taken away to a foreign prison. Eden finds herself right in the middle of an ancient war, threatening everything she loves. She alone has to find a way to save her best friend and the boy who has captivated her heart.
Reckless Magic is an intricate story about mystery, adventure, magic and forbidden love. Eden Matthews is an unlikely heroine determined to save the world and be with her one, true love before it's too late.
About Rachel Higginson
Rachel Higginson is the creator of The Star-Crossed Series, Love & Decay Novella Series, The Starbright Series, The Siren Series, Bet on Us and the soon to be released, The Five Stages of Falling in Love! She is also the co-creator of the podcast "Zach & Rachel Take Over the World."
She was born and raised in Nebraska, and spent her college years traveling the world. She fell in love with Eastern Europe, Paris, Indian Food and the beautiful beaches of Sri Lanka, but came back home to marry her high school sweetheart. Now she spends her days raising four amazing kids. In the few spare moments she has to herself, she is either reading for hours on end or writing her own stories.
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Sunday, December 14, 2014
A copy was provided to me for my honest review. I would have given this book four stars because I liked it a lot but only gave it three stars because it was not formatted for Mobi causing double spaces between lines and sentences being split with the rest of the sentence two lines down making it difficult to read but I did and enjoyed it. A well written book if formatted properly. It is a story about a young man(teenager) that loses his parents to yellow fever taking on the responsibility of raising his younger brother and sister in early nineteenth century. The story of his life including his heartaches, love and making a living from the beginning tragedy to old age. In the end of the book, the author includes pictures of the Dobyns in real life.
I am including a sample of what made it difficult to read but well written. Here is a copy of one page.
feel it in my bones
this wasn’t going to be good.
I got our supplies and went home and told Mila about the bank
“Darlin’, if that bank doesn’t give us our money when I go
back this next week, we’re going to be in trouble. I don’t know
what is going on, but I think it has something to do with
Washington DC and
the stock market.”
“What will we do, Charley?” Mila asked me in a concerned tone of
Unknown (2014-08-28T16:29:38.471797+00:00). Dobyns-Chronicles.pd (Kindle Locations 5064-5068). Kindle Edition. link to the book.
As you can see, it might have been easy reading in print book form but not Mobi. If you can over look this, I recommend this book. It tells a very interesting story of the life of Charles Dobyn.
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Thursday, December 11, 2014
Hi, and welcome to The Religion, Rage & w(R)iting Blog Tour for Authors, Shirley-Harris Slaughter, Rhani D’Chae and Harmony Kent. (Click on each author’s name to be taken directly to their Author Page at 4WillsPublishing, where you can learn more about them).
These three authors are wonderful clients of 4WillsPublishing, a publishing House dedicated to helping authors put out the best written, and marketing products for their literary work, possible.
This tour is a surprise tour, which means the authors knew nothing about it until it started! This is our gift to them to show our appreciation of their work, their dedication to putting out the great written word, and also a big THANK YOU for allowing us to showcase and promote them.
This is a 3 Author/7 Day/40 Blog Tour! Yes, for 7 days, The Religion, Rage & w(R)iting Blog Tour will sit on 40 blogs! And for 7 days, on 40 blogs, you will get a tiny tid-bit of something related to Religion, so that you never forget OUR LADY OF VICTORY, the rage of people, such as that displayed in SHADOW OF THE DRILL, and w(R)iting tips to help you POLISH YOUR PROSE! (Click on each book title to find out more about it)
This will be a fun tour, an inspirational tour, a delightful tour which has been designed to enlighten you, entertain you and help you overcome those feelings which bind us daily and keeps us from growing from point A to point B. Each day as you stop by each blog to find out what bit of inspiration is being shared, we ask that you take the time to leave a comment for the authors, visit their blogs, Follow them on Twitter and FB, and last but not least, please PICK UP A COPY OF THEIR BOOKS! They are all 5 star reads! And this tour wouldn’t be complete, if you didn’t check out The Religion, Rage & w(R)iting Book Trailer! (Please note: these bits and quotes were not taken from the author’s books).
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"When you've done all that you can do, do what you should have done in the first place...PRAY." ~ Nonnie Jules
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Monday, December 8, 2014
My review of this book. I gave it a five star rating on Amazon and GoodReads because I enjoyed it. The story is a thought provoking Dystopian book about a young woman (Brooklyn) that goes into a coma after a car accident and wakes up two years later finding her world changed due to the implant of chips in everyone over eighteen. One of close friends helps her escape the hospital before they can insert the chip in her. He was one of those that saw how the people with the chips changed. Becoming pacified, unmotivated and not their normal self. Unknown to her, the chips contained mind control placed by the government. Unable to accept this new world, she joins her friends to return it to the world she knew where everyone had an opinion and was motivated to do something. Sure, crime was not a problem anymore but the government controlled everything. Pick up your copy at the link below if you like these kind of books, I do!http://www.amazon.com/When-Chips-Are-Down-Dystopian-ebook/dp/B00DKEG8HM/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1418075861&sr=1-1&keywords=when+the+chips+are+down
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Sunday, December 7, 2014
Janus Complex – my review
What, Amazon won’t let me give six stars? Okay, five stars
it is. An engaging book of fiction, I have read in a long time. Some Americans
might find the local Scottish And British slang of the 1960’s difficult to
understand but I found reading around it, I caught the meaning and could follow
the story with little difficulty buy the end of the book, I was on top of it
with ease. A well-written action
adventure that grabs you as the story unfolds both in twenty-one year old Jaime
Raeborn’s life and his loves. The author’s descriptions are just enough that
you will feel like you are right there next to Jaime, feeling what he feels,
seeing what he sees. Tasting his bittersweet life while he struggles through
it. The sex scenes are very appropriately placed and descriptive enough to place
you in the middle of the action. Even though there are several sex scenes they
do not dominate the action in the troubled young man’s life. Struggling to
become a man, his life is filled with heartache, sorrow and pain. I won’t go to
far in-depth but will say this book will take hold of you and make you stay up
late at night to find out what happens next. I purchased this almost a year ago
and kept skipping over it doing reviews of other books. Now, I wonder what
other gems I have in my queue that I should be reading and reviewing.
Back to the
story, I am posting the opening scene for your enjoyment and a sample of this
Tuesday 31 October
1967 – Glasgow
It was a great day for a funeral, if
you can use words like “great” and “funeral” in the same sentence, Jamie
Raeburn reflected gloomily. A dense pall of smoke and dust rising from the
demolition of the old Saracen Foundry hung in the damp morning air, clinging to
clothes and staining buildings. When it was absorbed into the moist autumn air it
became almost viscous, filling nostrils and coating tongues. It was so thick
you could taste it ! And it was raining… again! But when did it ever do
anything else in this God forsaken city, Jamie asked himself? He felt
disconsolate and miserable and wished he could be somewhere else, anywhere
else, with the events of the last year erased from his memory, like chalk marks
on a pavement washed away by rain. The early morning mist that had drifted like
a protective ghost around him and had penetrated into every nook and cranny of
the city was lifting at last…
crowd had gathered, shuffling about on the pavement outside the close, and
Jamie felt uncomfortable with the eyes of this throng on him. He still blamed
himself for Jack Connolly's death, even though he knew that doing so was
irrational, and he still imagined accusation in every sideways glance. You’re
just being paranoid he told himself angrily for the umpteenth time.
Gibson, Graeme (2013-11-17). The Janus Complex (Dark
Secrets) (Kindle Locations 85-87). .
Gibson, Graeme (2013-11-17). The Janus Complex (Dark
Secrets) (Kindle Locations 74-81). .
If you haven’t read or know a friend that reads a lot, especially this type of book, I highly recommend it. I
loved the story so well, here is a link to pick up your Kindle copy.
Sorry I don't have a UK link for this book but I am sure someone can add it in the comments.
Have a great day reading this book, it is a long book so unless you are a speed reader, it will take you some time to read. It is well worth the time, enjoy, I did!
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Friday, December 5, 2014
Reading books to review, I guess I am one of those few that reads the entire book before I review it. I get to see different styles of writing and I like that. Everyone might tell the same story but in an entirely different prospective making it an enjoyable story to read. Sometimes, I read a story that can not hold my attention, if that happens, I will leave the book and maybe come back to it. Why do you ask? Because I might be in a different mood so the story now holds my interest long enough to finish it. I still might review it for a few weeks placing the ones that held me until the end ahead of that book or books. I very seldom give anything less than three stars, I am weird that way thinking every story has some merit but I don't give many five stars unless it is a book that holds my attention and causes me to read the whole book in one sitting. I am not a speed reader but I read fairly fast and can usually read a book in three hours once I start.
I try to read and review a book or two a week. Lately, I have been having a lot of guest posts that I leave up for a couple days before putting a new one up. I have two books I have read but have not reviewed yet, I will do the first one on Saturday morning and the second one on Monday morning. I know I need to catch up on some of the reviews that I promised for December and will do so. So, if you have sent me a book to review, you just might get it by Christmas. LOL
Have a great day and Talk Back, I'm listening. If you are looking for a book for Christmas, try reading "Chronicles of the Marauder" it is on sale at Amazon and Smashwords until January 1, 2015.
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Finding Refuge Release Day Blitz
by Cathi Shaw
Genre: YA/ Fantasy
December 4th 2014
Series: The Marked Ones
Genre: YA/ Fantasy
December 4th 2014
Series: The Marked Ones
After successfully escaping Séreméla, Thia, Kiara and Mina agree to meet in the newly created safe haven of The Refuge. As a precaution they take different paths to their destination, only to discover those paths force them even farther away from one another. As one pitfall and danger after another emerges, they are once again left to wonder if there is anyone they can trust and if they will ever uncover the secrets of the Prophecy.
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