I miss my mother a lot now. I wonder if she’s even alive. Sometimes I hope she’s dead instead of having to wander the streets, an easy prey. I tell myself I wouldn’t want her to become a monster, but then I wonder if that would be a little better than not having her at all.
Mirabel, and her siblings, embark on a never ending 'journey'- or is it properly known as a 'nightmare'? As they cross the deadly deserts and the treacherous seas, they meet a 13 year old boy with a dazzling smile and a story to tell. When they realize the agonizing fog/cancer that is spreading through the world killi...