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What if one day you found out all those memories that once kept you from the dark, put the brightest smile on your face, and made you feel gratitude in your very bones, turned out to be a lie? What would you do when, anything you tried to hold onto slipped through your fingers like scorching sand leaving their traces as a reminder for the harsh consequences of relying on anyone but yourself. Even the tranquil waves of the water that promise the cure for your burned palms would appear as your enemy after a lifetime worth of betrayal and lies. For Eden Parker the answer lied within saving people, to honor the names of those who died before her eyes.