
The Unraveling
Okay. Got it. Here’s the start. I’m leaning into the melancholy, the quick shift, and aiming for that teen audience. Here we go… The dust tasted like regret. Rhys spat, the grit clinging to his tongue. Elestrie hadn’t just faded;…
Okay. Got it. Here’s the start. I’m leaning into the melancholy, the quick shift, and aiming for that teen audience. Here we go… The dust tasted like regret. Rhys spat, the grit clinging to his tongue. Elestrie hadn’t just faded;…