Where to begin? Betrayal. When the second moon came, women lost their minds. They had to be quarantined for everyone's safety. I promised to join the others in Quarantine as a sign of solidarity and my trust in the process. It was because of my reassurances that the majority of women turned themselves in. My husband agreed. I had to go. We discussed it, how important it was. He would send me in. Would he let me come out? *************************************** The saga that began in the Bronze Age returns to a dark, dystopian future. It is written in prophecy: Seven labyrinths shalt thou wander, lost, and thou too wilt forget me. Each incarnation has inched Athene's chosen mortals closer, ever closer, to this one. The Seventh Labyrinth L'ombre Moon. Trickster Moon. Shadow Moon. Sly Moon. At the end of oblivion lies hope, and only she can find it.