Thirteen Roses Book One: Before: An Apocalyptic Zombie Saga
β Scribed by Cairns, Michael
- Book ID
- 108097600
- Publisher
- Cairns Publishing
- Year
- 2014
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 240 KB
- Series
- Thirteen Roses 1
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
The flower seller sets up his stall on Embankment every day. Every day, he will serve only one customer. That person will be on the edge. Maybe they have to make a decision they dread, maybe their world is falling down around them and they are faced with a choice. Or maybe they need to change and donβt realise it. Whatever it may be, the flower seller is there, nudging them in one direction or another and giving them more than a nudge when the need arises. But who is the flower seller and why is he giving these people roses? And where do the zombies fit into all this?
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