A Stranger to Our Legacy- Book One: Human Nature

Nothing is ever as it seems; Be wary of who you speak to.

Meeting someone from a dream you had ten years ago never really goes over well. The complications that have already started are doubled, and all the while, theres an even larger storm coming....

It's the beginning of the end, and its time for one girl to grow up and realize her place before that happens. Join a multitude of characters and journey with them to the end of all days. Part one out of seven.

Excerpt

There was an emptiness that seemed to follow her around as she walked the gallery, as if her mind was searching for memories it could not find. She shook her head, focusing on the art. Some were things she recognized, things she had done but on a greater scale. Others were familiar or completely different. Abnormally realistic paintings and drawings decorated the walls, everything from flora to fauna bringing the blank white walls life and color. A landscape of an ancient city, a desert paradise built around a large oasis caught her eye, the large work of art taking up close to an entire wall. Tasha nodded to herself: Picture perfect beauty. Down one hallway was nothing but portraits she found; all of the women painted eerily similar- every now and then a blank space with an empty frame.
Tasha wandered through the gallery, the entire place oddly silent as she made her way through room after room. However, a good portion of the art was missing; blank plaques showcasing nonexistent art, roped off areas of nothing, always nothing where there should be something.
She walked slowly, pausing in an empty white room with nothing but an open large wooden crate. Something immediately screamed at her to get out, just run as fast as she could away from that room. Something that was creeping up on her and any second would drag her down into-
Tasha started running.