From a world where flying was as normal as walking, where a thought could transport her, Arista was cast out. Memories of her true life are stolen from her. Exiled from all she held dear she is forced to start her life over on a world foreign to her. Newly born in that world, but not of it, she grows to womanhood. Glimpses of who she really is, what she has lost, slowly emerge in the most unexpected of ways.
There was something about the way matters were left that troubled Arista. There was a sense of incompleteness in her dealings with Arcan that worried her. It didn’t seem to have an ending—and without an ending Arista was afraid it was only the beginning.
From a world where flying was as normal as walking, where a thought could transport her, Arista was cast out. Memories of her true life are stolen from her. Exiled from all she held dear she is forced to start her life over on a world foreign to her. Newly born in that world, but not of it, she grows to womanhood. Glimpses of who she really is, what she has lost, slowly emerge in the most unexpected of ways.
Life has a way of twisting, shifting—altering even the most well formed plans. Each is left struggling to find answers to questions they’d never dreamed they would have to face—choices of one, impacting the whole.
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