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Between Worlds {currently editing}

Between Worlds {currently editing}

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jul 19, 2015
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It's been three years since that fateful day. The day when sixteen year olds Luna Gale's and Kyle Osborne's lives changed forever. They were told that their scientist parents, part of the research organization called Phoenix, had died in an airplane crash and they believed that until now. Until their principal, who is associated with Phoenix, tells them the truth; that they were sent on a mission to the Amazon Forest and never returned. Now the two decide to accept the task of helping to find them, thinking that nothing could go wrong. But everything does, and the day when a stranger Luna seems to know comes to her doorstep, the dangerous plan has already begun. The three are mercilessly tossed into the jungle and attempt to finish their task. But as they do, the more they dig up surprising truths about Phoenix, themselves, and... their parents. There is something magical going on in the majestic Amazon and in themselves. Something that's been kept hidden from them for a reason: An unimaginable world that will change their lives once more.
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Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

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