Somnia Moon

Somnia Moon

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Feb 12, 2018
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Fantasy
Alex Falls has experienced so many strange, wonderful and terrifying things in her lifetime - murder, mystery, magic... but even she has absolutely no idea how to react when she wakes up in an entirely different universe with no idea how she got there, being talked to by something that... doesn't exactly look human. Upon exploring this universe, it becomes clear that it hides many horrors, some more obvious than others, and that nothing can be trusted. Friends can turn into enemies like water turning to ice, minds can snap, and nothing can be trusted... A/N - This is only a first draft, so there may be slight character and plot inconsistencies as I am constantly developing. Hope you enjoy!
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"It took me five seconds to fall. The impact on my chest jarring my body but not my mind. I suppose this is the point where your life is supposed to flash before your eyes as time itself freezes - and it did in a way. But I didn't relive my life physically like walking through an old memory, déjà vu in each step. It was a feeling, something that started in my chest and spread to my fingertips, one so unique to me that it encapsulated each significant event into one single second." For as long as May can remember one mystery has haunted her world. A dirty window before her, the grim obstructing her vision, she has lived with a loss she can't identify - that is until one rainy night. Gradually the spots of dirt May scratched at for so long wipe away with the touch of a finger. But when she looks in will she like what she sees - or will curiosity kill the cat?

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