She wasn’t born. She was performed.
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Behind the curtains of a forgotten theatre, a masked performer acts out the same tragedy every night — to an empty room. But when a bleeding girl with broken wings and a bloodstained axe appears in the shadows, everything begins to unravel.
She calls herself Ember.
She says she knows him.
She says he called her into existence.
And the scariest part is — she might be right.
As the stage begins to collapse and the ghosts of his former selves rise from the audience, the performer is forced to confront the truth: Ember isn’t a stranger. She’s what he buried. What he tried to erase. What he burned alive to survive.
Now she wants the final act.
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A gothic psychological descent into identity, obsession, and the art of self-destruction, The Theatre of Hollow Things is a story for anyone who has ever felt like their skin was a costume, like their voice belonged to someone else, or like their pain was mistaken for performance.
This is not a story about becoming someone new.
This is about dying into who you really are.