Your life is a puzzle. Fit all the pieces.
A man wakes up on the ground. He can’t remember who he is, where he is, or why he has just woke up in the early morning dawn on a small and uncomfortable patch of grass next to a marina. His first goal, find out where he is. The second and most important, who he is.
With no recollection of his name, and nothing in his pockets save a wallet containing a business card for a construction company, a single key and a small amount of cash, he has no alternative but to start on a journey to find himself.
On his journey to re-discover his identity, he comes across a collection of seemingly random items that he hopes will point him in the direction to find out who he used to be. Amongst them a strange quote tattooed on his inner arm.
Even more strange, why does he continue to have a recurring dream? One that takes place in a strange circular room filled to the rafters of a vaulted ceiling with books, and a window looking down on a burning and destroyed cityscape. Inside the imagined library, the man comes across strange old-fashioned objects – things made of gears, springs, clockwork along with cryptic messages written in the ancient leather bound books and papers scattered about the room, all which offer clues to his past. The only two constants are a filigreed wrought iron key with a label attached by a golden ribbon, and a locked wooden door that try as he might, will not open.
The man has a strange and fleeting encounter with a man in a bar; a bar that as far as he is concerned, he has never even been in before.
With the help of Eve, a pretty young psychic he meets in a strangely familiar city who tells him he will find answers if he lies down under a starlit sky, questions are asked and the answers lead to some things best left forgotten and some doors of the mind better left closed.
Your life is a puzzle. Fit all the pieces.
A man wakes up on the ground. He can’t remember who he is, where he is, or why he has just woke up in the early morning dawn on a small and uncomfortable patch of grass next to a marina. His first goal, find out where he is. The second and most important, who he is.
With no recollection of his name, and nothing in his pockets save a wallet containing a business card for a construction company, a single key and a small amount of cash, he has no alternative but to start on a journey to find himself.
On his journey to re-discover his identity, he comes across a collection of seemingly random items that he hopes will point him in the direction to find out who he used to be. Amongst them a strange quote tattooed on his inner arm.
Even more strange, why does he continue to have a recurring dream? One that takes place in a strange circular room filled to the rafters of a vaulted ceiling with books, and a window looking down on a burning and destroyed cityscape. Inside the imagined library, the man comes across strange old-fashioned objects – things made of gears, springs, clockwork along with cryptic messages written in the ancient leather bound books and papers scattered about the room, all which offer clues to his past. The only two constants are a filigreed wrought iron key with a label attached by a golden ribbon, and a locked wooden door that try as he might, will not open.
The man has a strange and fleeting encounter with a man in a bar; a bar that as far as he is concerned, he has never even been in before.
With the help of Eve, a pretty young psychic he meets in a strangely familiar city who tells him he will find answers if he lies down under a starlit sky, questions are asked and the answers lead to some things best left forgotten and some doors of the mind better left closed.
Under a Starlit Sky
Under a Starlit Sky
Product Details
| BN ID: | 2940044612402 |
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| Publisher: | Caitlin McColl |
| Publication date: | 06/19/2013 |
| Series: | Starlit Sky |
| Sold by: | Smashwords |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 421 KB |
| Age Range: | 18 Years |