tinchetoria
Somnum; the bridge to two worlds.
It's the slumber before the chaos, the quite before the loud.
Hidden, and yet in plain sight; if the will is overjealous, the lead will be too.
But some consider it the cliff before death. In its reality, the creatures that crawl its depths are as alive as any trivial worm.
For in ugliness, there are beautiful things.
Like an incubus.
And in time's passing, a girl, Ellenah, met exactly the bud that grew from fire. She never sought out her destination, nor did she hope to be in beckoning of anything great, nevertheless, there she stood; infront of the child of Venus. No way out except forwards, and no way home except together, a journey towards obliteration began.
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Although it has mythological aspects in it, the context of that culture has been reinterpreted for the intention of this book, and no way a reflection of its actual beliefs.