Shards: Book Three

Abigail Wyeth was alone. Terribly, horribly alone. 

Her friends lay dead. Her new life was destroyed; nothing more than a smoldering crater in the Sahara. She herself lay on the desert sands, seriously wounded and bleeding, utterly alone. 

Alone with her thoughts. 

Abigail Wyeth was alone. Terribly, horribly alone. 

Her friends lay dead. Her new life was destroyed; nothing more than a smoldering crater in the Sahara. She herself lay on the desert sands, seriously wounded and bleeding, utterly alone. 

Alone with her thoughts. 

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