The Silent Guardian — Chapter 3: Dreams and the Sanctum
I dream of a clearing at dusk, the sky above bruised with deep purples. The air carries a restless hush, […]
I dream of a clearing at dusk, the sky above bruised with deep purples. The air carries a restless hush, […]
Tonight, my mission reaches its culmination. For the past two years I have waited, observed, and blended into the darkness.
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I still remember slipping a battered paperback into my jacket pocket for the bus ride to high school—a ritual as
As a child, I didn’t choose silence. My family and entire community lived by the oath. The Renegades wove it
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“I’m Adam Foster—a time-slipping assassin forged in silence. When I was five, the Phylax pinned me to a chair, cut