Fiction. The Assassin and the Ice Portal
My pulse quickened. The dead old man at my feet… the familiar heat of the sun… The handsome man in a black suit. Something shifted inside me. I knew this place. I knew who he meant. And I remembered our story.
Fiction. When the Sky Came Down
There comes a moment when the heavens fall, not to destroy us, but to return what we once lost: truth, remembrance and knowing. This is the moment when illusion shatters, and clarity walks in barefoot. It is the beginning of your power rising from within.