Shadows of Madness: Daughters of Elaros

“You think I lost my mind. I didn’t. I just stopped pretending I was whole.”

They say I went mad.

They’re not wrong. But madness is a quiet thing, really—just a different way of surviving when the world turns inside out.

I lived in the dark. Exiled. Untouched. I was content to unravel alone... until she fell from the sky.

Too soft. Too human. Too calm when she should’ve run.

The Veil should have devoured her. I should have let it.

But she smiled once at a piece of fruit I left behind, and suddenly I was watching her breathe like it meant something. Like I remembered how.

Now the shadows won’t stop whispering her name. And neither will I.