The Salt TableVolume I: Remembered by the Soul

The Salt TableVolume I: Remembered by the Soul

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The Salt Table Volume I: Remembered by the Soul Some memories are too old to belong to the living. When seventeen-year-old **Seraphina Smith** begins reliving vivid memories that cannot possibly be her own, everything she believes about family, history, and herself begins to unravel. Each birthmark on her body holds the memory of a life once lived. Each Remembering pulls her deeper into a forgotten world where folk magic is inherited through bloodlines, ancestors still whisper through dreams, and the past refuses to stay buried. On a secluded Southern barrier island where old churches stand beside moss-draped oaks and the tides carry more than saltwater, Seraphina must learn why her memories are awakening-and why everyone she loves seems determined to keep the truth from her. Some stories are written in books. Others are carried in songs. But the oldest stories... are remembered by the soul. Welcome to **The Salt Table**.
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