Celia

Condemned to a decaying manor she is forced to call home, Celia wanders its halls under the weight of cold stone, whispering shadows, and memories she cannot quite grasp. Drawn by an unnatural comfort and an old oak that watches from the forest beyond, she follows echoes of warmth, grief, and a mother long gone.

But when Celia comes face to face with her mother in a blood-filled bath and finds her own hands stained red, the fragile boundary between memory and reality fractures. As the manor dissolves into a sterile hospital room, a terrible truth surfaces-one she has buried deep to survive.

A gothic psychological tale of guilt, identity, and repression, this story explores how the past haunts us not as it was, but as we are able-or unable-to remember it.