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

Chapter Seventeen: Beneath the Veil II 


The moment Elara and Liam crossed the threshold, the world dissolved around them, a chaotic ballet of light and shadow, a disorienting spectacle of fractured realities. The sensation was neither falling nor flying—just an endless, disembodied shift, like being unmade and remade at once, a constant flux that defied comprehension. Cold tendrils of energy, like spectral serpents, coiled around Elara’s limbs, pulling, whispering, unraveling something deep within her, a forgotten tapestry of memories and power. 


Then, with a forceful jolt, a jarring return to physicality, they landed. 
