Sana_Way
English version. You can also read the Russian version./Версия на английском языке. Вы также можете прочитать русский вариант.
Some fragments should never be touched.
Clare Solaris has always lived on the edge of the frame - watching, waiting, believing that silence is safer than noise.
Then she finds a shard in the woods. It glows like a dying star. It pulses like a heartbeat. It knows her.
Now her friends' faces pixelate in her dreams. Shadows stretch where no light falls. A black panther with azure eyes follows her from the corner of her vision - not hunting, just... watching.
The world is glitching.
And Clare begins to see why.
The catastrophe fifteen years ago wasn't an accident. The monsters in the forest aren't the real threat. And the silence inside her chest?
It's not peace.
It's a warning.
What if the glitch was never a mistake? What if it was waiting for her?
Welcome to Brightmoor.
Trust nothing.
Not even the quiet.