Echoes of the past, shadow of the future

Time is not a river-it is a mirror, fragile and fractured. Dr. Luciene Veyra only wished to preserve love, to bind it against the cruelty of loss. Yet in the depths of his creation, something older stirred: a shadow draped in memory, a whisper that calls to the innocent in the silence of night.

Children wake with tears they cannot name. Mothers cradle secrets that do not belong to them. Friends glance at one another and see strangers reflected back. And through every fragile bond, a voice threads itself-soft, patient, relentless.

Worlds bleed together. Hours bend like broken glass. And as the past and present blur, the heart becomes the only compass left... though even it can be rewritten.

This is a story of love undone, of truths unmade, of memory turned against those who cling to it. In the end, one must ask: if time itself whispers your name, will you answer-or will you falls?