He has a patron, a job, and a roof over his head—everything he dreamed of in exile. But at night, dreams of death, ritual, and a storm return, and Wei Lu realizes: these aren’t invented nightmares, but memory.
A stable position at a spiritual school, steady work, and a caring patron—now Wei Lu has what he lacked so desperately during his years of wandering, when he remained outside the law as a dark practitioner. It seemed the danger was behind him, and he could finally live in peace. But this fragile well-being collapses when the visions begin again: a raging storm, a sinister rite, and someone’s death.
Trying to get to the truth and understand where these nightly images come from, Wei Lu learns a reality that turns everything upside down. What comes to him in his dreams is not just fear, but real events… that already happened to him before.