First Blog Post: The Whispers Before the Storm

There is a moment, just before the snow begins to fall, when the world holds its breath. That is where this story begins.

I have spent years shaping this story, threading myth through memory, silence through longing. It's not a tale of chosen ones or grand prophecies. It's a story of people, the ones who carry magic like a burden and love like a blade.

Damian does not move through a world that notices him. Brita is the one who chose, not the chosen one. They bend with the world. They break. They rebuild. And in the quiet spaces between grief and healing, they find something worth holding onto.

This blog will be a place for glimpses: scenes still warm from revision, character sketches, worldbuilding threads, and emotional undercurrents that shape each chapter. I'll share the process and the moments that made me stop and breathe. Hopefully, if you're reading this, you'll find something that lingers with you too.

The first book is coming soon. The forest is waiting. And the silence - it's almost over.