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Amberly Meadow thought the worst was behind her.
After years of loss, struggle, and survival, life had finally begun to soften into something she could bear. Something steady. Something safe enough to believe in.
Until the dreams began.
At first, they came as fragments. A whisper. A feeling. A place she had never known, yet somehow recognised. But they did not fade with waking. They followed her. Seeping into quiet moments, into the spaces between breaths, into the edges of a reality that no longer feels entirely her own.
There is something calling to her.
Not memory, nor imagination, something deeper. Something that feels as though it has always been there, waiting patiently beneath the surface of everything she thought she understood.
As the boundary between this world and something beyond it begins to thin, Amberly is drawn towards a truth she cannot yet name. One that reaches into her past, into her loss, and into the very core of who she is.
Because some things are not meant to be left behind.
Some bonds do not end.
And some callings are not given; they are remembered.
Ā© A. G. McDowell, 2026. All rights reserved.
Disclaimer
- All characters and story are my own.
- Minor AI used as editor and to create front cover and images.