somewhatnaive

Some secrets are buried in silence. Others refuse to stay hidden.

Elara never expected a knock on her neighbor’s door to change everything. But when Liam—silent, guarded, and wrapped in mystery—hands her a note instead of speaking, she realizes his silence holds more than unspoken words. It holds a past he cannot outrun.

A forgotten journal. A map leading to a place that shouldn’t exist. A door buried in the earth—waiting to be opened. As Elara and Liam follow the clues, the shadows around them stir, whispering of something lost… and something that wants to be found.
What happens when you listen to the silence?

You hear the things that were never meant to be spoken.

When Silence Speaks

Elara’s breath caught in her throat, a gasp stifled by the sheer intensity of the moment. The figure’s eyes, those twin voids swirling with shifting light, were unlike anything she had ever witnessed, a cosmic spectacle trapped within the confines of a mortal form. They were not merely eyes, but portals, windows into the vast, unknowable depths of the universe, a swirling vortex of starlight and shadow. The chamber pulsed with an unseen force, a tangible energy that pressed against her ribs, rattled her very bones, and made her senses reel. 


Liam stiffened beside her, his fingers twitching toward the knife at his belt, a silent declaration of readiness. “Who—what—are you?” he demanded, his voice a strained whisper, a mix of fear and defiance. 


Chapter Seven: The Awakening