Tessellations [BOOK TWO]

Prologue

They speak of dreams as beautiful things, but they don't understand. When you dream, you aren't really happy, not in the way you think you are—because it's a lie. An illusion. It's soft, deceptive; a façade to keep you quiet as you sink briefly into the golden sea of death.

Once upon a time, my home was a graveyard, and everything I knew was crumbling around me. Once upon a time, I had the courage to leave my heart behind and embrace the vast, terrifying world. Once upon a time, I saved the kingdom.

Once upon a time...I trusted dreams.

Now I know better. I've seen the darkness, the malice and the pain, the shimmers of scarlet at the corners of the night. I've seen terrible things.

I've seen Death.