6 parts Ongoing ᴇᴄʜᴏᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴɪᴛʏ!
ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ꜱᴇᴇᴍꜱ
Eighteen-a strange age, he thought. On one hand, it marked the cusp of adulthood. But on the other, it felt no different than any other birthday. Yet tonight was different. He felt it, a subtle, inexplicable tingling in the air, like an unseen force tugging at the edges of his mind, whispering that something was about to happen.
Leo looked around his room. Every inch of it was familiar-his books, his worn-out shoes, his coat draped over the chair in the corner. But he couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing, something vital. It was as if his whole life had been built on pieces of a puzzle that didn't quite fit together.