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 Twenty-Three: Heart of the Veil 


The air grew colder as they descended deeper into the earth, the ancient staircase winding its way down with an unsettling smoothness, as if it had been waiting for them. The light from above faded quickly, leaving them in the embrace of shadows and the hum of power that resonated from deep within the chamber's heart. 


Elara’s steps were measured, but her mind raced. Every moment felt heavy, burdened with the knowledge of what lay ahead. The corruption wasn’t just an external force, something to fight off with blades or spells—it was woven into the very fabric of the Veil. To restore it, they would need to sever those dark threads, untangle centuries of decay. 


She couldn’t help but wonder how much of the damage was irreversible. Could they truly cleanse it, or was the world beyond already too far gone? 
