Irkalla (Book One)//Complete
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Death
[deth]
Noun
1. The act of dying; The end of life; The total and permanent cessation of all vital functions of an organism.
Look it up. Death by any definition could be applied to Ember Wes on December 15th 2006. Her heart couldn't beat. Her brain couldn't think. Her lungs couldn't take in oxygen. Her body couldn't move. Dead. Despite all of this, on May 21st 2017, Ember's feet walked through Earths rich soil. Her hair flew in the wind. And the sweet air filled her lungs. Scientists had been secretly researching how to bring the dead to life. To most, it was a miracle. But to some, it was wrong. They believe dead should stay in Irkalla. And they are willing to do anything to make it so.
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Keep in mind while reading this, I am aware there are grammatical errors, I am planning on editing it, I just want to get the book out before I can chicken out. Once I finish uploading all the chapters I will edit it.
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#810 in Fantasy
#814 in Fantasy
Started: 8/1/17
Finished: 12/12/17
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