Fiction. The Assassin and the Ice Portal - Part II
There is a place where the world thins.
Where ice becomes a doorway.
I’ve stepped through it more than once.
Each time, I lose something.
Each time, I remember something else.
They told me who I was.
But the further I move between worlds…
the less that version of me holds.
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.