Faizah Silk

When Elias wakes in a cave deep in the desert, his memories are lost—until a song rises unbidden, stirring something ancient within him. The melody unlocks his past, revealing a single, burning purpose: vengeance. His wife was murdered, and the woman responsible—Seraphine, the Veil-Singer—must pay the price.  
Armed with a mysterious harp of forgotten power, Elias embarks on a journey across a world teetering on the edge of ruin. What begins as a personal mission for retribution soon unravels into something far greater. The harp’s music does not merely recall memories—it rewrites fate, bending reality itself. And Elias is not the only one who seeks to control it.  
As he gathers unlikely allies—a rogue with secrets of her own, a storyteller who knows too much, and a woman tied to the Veil’s hidden truths—Elias discovers that the harp was once used to shape the world. Its final song was left unfinished, and now, the forces that once wielded it are stirring from their slumber.  
When Elias finally confronts Seraphine, he realizes too late that their battle was only the first note in a much larger symphony. The harp’s awakening has called him to something older than gods, something that was never meant to return.  
Now, the fate of the world rests on a song yet to be written.  
As war looms and the fabric of reality begins to fray, Elias must make an impossible choice: continue his path of vengeance or wield the harp to mend the song of creation before it is lost forever.  
But fate is never so easily played.  
And some songs demand a terrible price.  
The Harp of Astra is a sweeping epic of fate, music, and redemption. It is a story of vengeance turned destiny, and a melody that will echo beyond the end of time.

The Harp of Astra

The chamber around them felt different now. 


The walls, once silent, seemed to hum with a quiet anticipation. The Spire knew. 


Elias took a step forward, his fingers brushing the harp at his back. It still carried the echoes of the song he had played. The song that had bound him here. 


But maybe, just maybe, it could carry something else. 


He turned to Lila. “If I do this, I’ll need help.” 


She tilted her head. “What kind of help?” 


Elias flexed his fingers. “The song was woven into the Spire’s foundations. If I want to change it, I need to reach its core.” 


Lila frowned. “The heart of the Spire?” 


“The magic is strongest there. If I can find the right notes, the right words. I might be able to rewrite my connection to the seal. Change the song without breaking it.” 


Lila folded her arms. “And if you fail?” 


Elias met her gaze. “Then at least I’ll have tried.” 


For a long moment, she was silent. Then, finally, she let out a breath and shook her head. 


A New Melody