Hiraeth

prologue

p r o l o g u e

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I DREAMT OF when I would see the aquamarines, the ceruleans, the viridians- all the hues of the vast and dynamic oceans. I would feel the cool sea breeze grazing the little hairs of my cheeks, and the granular salts in the air that cling to my eager lips. The excited waters would tumble over the shore and tickle my feet, while the mighty waves crash in the distance creating ripples of energy and sending euphoric tingles all over my body.

But dreams are far-fetched promises that dissipate in every passing breath.

Taking it in creates a living harmony that travels in every vein of your body, but breathing it out leaves every part of you empty like a hollowed shell void of dreams. And an endless cycle of this kills me more than it fuels the organs in my body.

These types of dreams were part of past I can no longer reclaim. They belong to a person that might be a different me or someone different entirely. Whenever I close my eyes, they don't appear hazy like dreams should, stark images and vivid movements fill my head with a relentless curiosity instead. Everything seems to be ambiguous but lucid at the same time, and nothing is ever possible to decipher— unless...

Unless, I journey to the Old World to search for answers in hopes of finding what it is I seek— what my dreams will reveal and why my past is obscured. Then, and only then, can I find my purpose in this lifetime and my home that might have been or never was.

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a u t h o r ' s n o t e

Hi everyone! Sorry for updating really late. Been really busy this past few weeks. I hope you liked the prologue! The first chapter will be uploaded by next week. Thank you for your patience and your support!

Love,
Ryla