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Personal Narrative: The Soltari

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“Don’t lose it. Just hang on. If there’s a way in, there’s got to be a way out. The tears dropped one by one down my cheek, dampening my shirt in dotted patches. Was I really on the verge of falling over the fragile line that divided sanity from insanity?” When dreams meet reality psychiatrist Dr Sara Forrester wonders if she’s reached the cusp between sanity and insane. However she soon finds the Soltari, an ancient spiritual and powerful order, have chosen her for a quest of fighting the forces of good and evil to find the three keys. I found Dana to be a remarkable storyteller with an amazing ability to know how to take the time to allow her characters and storyline to maturely develop without slowing the flow of the story down. An enjoyable

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