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“We found the bones of our families, still smouldering in the rubble of our home.”
The survivors of the Okaporo massacre fled to their sister colony, expecting to find sanctuary.
What they found was hostility.
Kioto was born a memory trader, but her powers are useless without training, and she is now being denied her education.
She refuses to live a half-life, but by fulfilling her purpose, she’ll have to betray her sacred heritage. Can she survive, displaced and alone, in a world that seeks to destroy her kind?
It was tiring carrying other people’s memories. They got heavy, particularly the bad ones.
Kioto is a memory trader, hired to extract people’s unwanted memories. It’s a dangerous job, one that she was born into, and one that makes her an outcast.
When she stumbles upon a memory that casts doubt over everything she thought she knew, she’s forced to face the past she’s been running from. She doesn’t have long to discover the truth, and she soon learns that the unlikeliest of allies are the only people she can trust.
There’s tough choices to be made, and the price might just be their lives.
“I know about wanting to be something, and the world forcing you to be something else.”
Lobaya is under attack, and government officials are being killed by an unseen force. The public turn their anger onto what they can see; the traders.
While staying ahead of the witch hunt and a government looking for a scapegoat, Kioto must discover and destroy the assassins, even if it means betraying her own people and putting those she loves in danger.
As Lobaya goes to war, Kioto must decide if family loyalties can cross enemy lines.
“This time, there has to be a sacrifice.”
Sula’s bad choices keep haunting her. Choices that now make her a fugitive, along with a girl whose very existence breaks international law.
They’re running for their lives, and the one woman with the power to help them has her own ghosts to deal with.
As the army closes in, their time is running out, and the fate of the world rests on their shoulders.