Memory Shards (Book#1 of Malachi)
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In a world that has forgotten him, a boy awakens to find himself on an island. He has no memory of how he came to be there or anything before that. Forlorn- that's the best word to describe him. He knows for certain he shouldn't be alive, but he is. He's breathing, but at a terrible price- the price of his memories and all he holds dear. He knows not his past or his future. But he knows the present is there.
But there is still one hope. Somewhere on that island is a girl who can help restore that which he gave away. But does he even want it back? Will he seek a new beginning? Or will he seek to know his past?
The girl who holds his hope knows that an evil will befall the island. She knows that he is their only hope. Will he agree to risk everything? Will he gain nothing but a loss?
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