Passage by Indie Gantz - Book Tour + Giveaway
YA Fantasy/SciFi
Publisher: Cromulent Press
Date Published: 3/20/18 Paperback. 3/13/18 E-book
Uncover a Lifetime of Lies in this Fantasy Adventure!
On Day One, Charlie Damuzi and her mute twin brother, Tirigan, are blissfully unaware of the dangerous world they live in. They may be aliens living on Earth after the extinction of humans, but to Charlie, life is pretty mundane.
On Day Two, the Damuzi family is ripped apart by a secret that forces the twins to flee the only home they've ever known. Determined to reunite their family, Charlie and Tirigan travel to uncharted territory in search of their salvation.
But that's just Charlie's side of the story.
In the future, forty days from when we first meet the Damuzi twins, Tirigan is on the move. His destination is unknown, as are the people he's surrounded himself with, but his mission is still the same. Keep his sister safe and reunite their family. However, as Tirigan attempts to navigate the complex bonds he's formed with his companions, he's forced to confront the one thing in life he has yet to fully understand. Himself.
Family. Deception. Power. Destruction.
It all begins on Day One.
Excerpt
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I turn off the shower and
dry myself with the yellow towel none of us like because it’s too coarse and
doesn’t soak up enough water. There are only four towels, and on laundry day it
isn’t unusual for one, if not all of us, to stand outside next to the clothes
line and fight over the good towels.
I grumble as the towel
slides over my wet skin and does absolutely nothing to dry it. That’s
it! The next time John goes into town for supplies he is buying a new towel.
The towel wraps
begrudgingly around my long dark hair and I set the temperature regulator on my
clothing before pulling them on. Earth’s ozone layer has yet to completely
stabilize, so we wear clothing over most of our skin to protect us from the
sun. Anunnaki heal sunburns faster than we can get them, but using our
regeneration abilities all the time drains our life force. It’s better to
protect ourselves and live longer than be completely care-free and shorten our
lifespan.
That is the third time
you’ve said that.
Then why is this
abomination still wrapped around my head?
Priorities.
My lips purse and my
eyebrows furrow together. Who needs food when I have to walk around in
damp clothes all day because I’m still wearing my shower when I get dressed?
How does one wear a
shower?
Ugh, never mind.
I stalk out of the
bathroom and into the small kitchenette to make my breakfast. The cooler
doesn’t hold much, but it does have enough food to make a decent meal. I place
bread and an avocado on the counter.
The solar converters that
connect to the small appliances in the kitchen run along the counter and out
the window where they hang and soak up power from the sun. The toaster, a
collection of metal pieces and wires that Tirigan created in an afternoon,
looks more like a death trap than a cooking appliance. Its presence makes me
both roll my eyes and smile, despite the very real possibility of it exploding
in my face.
I place my bread inside
the toaster and pull down the contraption that’s supposed to turn it on. It kicks
to life and I turn to the avocado to slice it.
“What are the chances
that thing will blow up, Resu?”
The intercom in the
kitchen gives an answer quickly. “Less than seven percent, Charlie. I wouldn’t
consider your fear to be a reasonable one.”
“Says you,” I mutter
under my breath. Right as I slice into the avocado, something in Tirigan’s mind
shifts dramatically.
It’s as if he has
suddenly been submerged into another world entirely. His thoughts run too
quickly to understand. And then I realize they aren’t Tirigan’s thoughts.
They’re his emotions.
He’s shocked, confused,
overwhelmed… terrified.
My hands freeze on the
knife and avocado.
Tirigan? What just
happened?
Something flashes before my eyes and then I can
see my father standing outside of our trailer, his body covered in cuts and
bruises that are healing before Tirigan’s eyes. His shirt and pants are torn,
even shredded in certain parts, which should be nearly impossible considering
how strong our clothing is made to be. He bends over and vomits into the dirt.
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