Nine years have passed since the war. The sun no longer breaks through the veil of clouds. Temples and brothels, the prison and the palace-all have faded into the same shade of grey, under the rule of the traitor king. The Black Forest creeps ever closer. The rift widens, spilling forth blind, ravenous monsters. She is no one. A woman without memories, cast by fate into places not her own. Sinner, healer, criminal... Again and again, she must piece her life together from broken fragments, clinging to the one thing that remains: her name. Carolina. ---------------- Welcome, dear reader. This is a dark, emotional fantasy for adult readers-quiet, slow-burning, and heavy with shadows. It speaks of memory, guilt, and the search for self when nothing remains. Not a heroic tale, but perhaps one of redemption. Perhaps even love-wounded, unexpected, and all the more precious for it. If you're drawn to complex characters, poetic prose, and the kind of story that asks more questions than it answers-you might feel at home here. Thank you for reading.