Waking To Nothing

Aveline Carter didn't believe in destiny-at least, not the kind that guided you toward something extraordinary. Her life was a series of neatly folded routines, tucked into corners of quiet cafes and the solitude of late-night musings. She thought she had mastered the art of invisibility, fading into the noise of Evanston Heights while carrying the soft ache of Willowridge in her heart-a place she hadn't dared to return to for five years.

The decision to finally go back was unplanned, almost impulsive. It wasn't courage that pulled her to pack her bags, nor nostalgia. It was something else entirely, something she couldn't name. As the train rolled toward the town of her childhood, Aveline felt it-a quiet unease that clung to her like the fog outside her window.

What awaited her was not just the familiar streets of her past, but a twist in the threads of her reality. A fleeting moment, a twist of fate-or perhaps a dream? She didn't know it yet, but she was about to step into a story that would blur the lines between what was real and what was imagined, forcing her to confront a truth she wasn't prepared to face.

And so, with a heart heavy with questions, Aveline began a journey that would take her beyond the edges of the world she thought she knew, into a place where time unraveled, love bloomed in whispers, and reality was but a shadow of the dream.