“I’m not crazy!” This phrase had been stated, screamed, and whispered. She had lamented the words through gutturals of devastated wails and tear-stained cheeks as she chucked her bottle of anti-psychotic pills through her bathroom mirror.
Haunted by otherworldly visions full of shadows and a call to destiny, Traesa’s sanity has been ripped from her. Feeling isolated and desperate for answers, she is forced into a world full of magic and spirits, a world besieged by evil, a world Traesa must learn to survive.