The Mender

The Mender

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Follow Esri, a Toronto teenager, who starts having vivid dreams about cave people. With the help of Clea, a mysterious old woman, Esri discovers that she's a Mender with the power to move through time, mending the past to create a better future. Under Clea's guidance, Esri is living a parallel life 75,000 years ago when cataclysmic events reduced the human race to mere hundreds. The events that unfold within the Flat Rocks clan will set the direction for the social evolution of the human race. Esri bounces back and forth in time trying to accomplish her Mending while keeping her everyday life on track. She finds help from many new and somewhat unusual friends - critical allies when she confronts the evil Disruptors, strange beings who can also move through time, bitter enemies of the Menders.
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(74,890 words) The wind rushed past me as my wings beat against the night sky. I noticed a copse of trees up ahead. I slowed to a stop, talons clutching a low-hanging branch. I looked beyond the trees and a pair of glowing golden eyes met my own. Wolf eyes. My eyes widened in fear as I took off. I dodged the trees in my path, but one branch snapped on my wing. My vision blurred, pain lacing through my wing. I continued to flap my wings, clinging desperately to the notion I would make it out alive. More than one wolf was chasing me, their paws a staccato on the ground. They would catch up. They would devour me. I tried to stay in the air, but the pain was unbearable. I fell to the ground, fluttering down like a dead leaf. I snapped my eyes open. Breathing heavily, I sat up. My room shifted in and out of focus as my eyes adjusted. When I was little, my father always told me that dreams were just my imagination, that people were never chased by wolves, and people certainly could never be birds. Vera Stone is a seventeen-year-old girl who lives in a small Louisiana town by the bayou. Small, boring, where nothing ever happens. Or so she and her friends think. One night the hidden darkness surrounding their town and their lives comes to the surface. Will Vera and her friends figure out the secrets hidden through their town's history before it's too late?

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