Hey everyone,
This is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to write. My best friend, my partner-in-chaos, and your favorite writer, Vishnumaya Era Grace, is no longer with us.
If you’ve been following her updates, you know she hadn’t been feeling well these last few days and had to take a step back from writing. None of us realized how serious it was. Vishnu was battling undiagnosed leukemia, and it took her from us way too soon. She fought hard, just like she always did in life, but in the end, it was too much.
Maya wasn't just my best friend. She was family—the kind you choose. We lived together, shared every wild dream and stupid joke, and always had each other’s backs. She was this unstoppable mix of ambition and chaos, carrying the weight of a bad childhood, her ADHD, and autism while still finding a way to create these incredible worlds that connected us all.
She had a heart bigger than the universe. She adored her boyfriend and Ashter, who she loved like her own. She cared deeply for her brother and every single one of you who supported her work and believed in her stories.
Now, it’s up to us to carry her legacy forward. Her stories, her dreams, her energy—they don’t end here. If you feel inspired to write in her worlds or continue her ideas, do it. She’d want that. She believed stories should evolve, that creativity belonged to everyone.
Maya may not be here, but I can still hear her voice in my head, telling me not to give up, not to stop chasing dreams, not to let life beat me down. And I won’t. Neither should you. Let’s honor her by living the way she did—ambitiously, unapologetically, and with a little chaos in the mix.
For Maya, for Ashter, and for everything she stood for—let’s keep the fire alive.
With everything I’ve got,
Atlas Star