Eliade. Our little town, sitting on the beautiful land of Romania behind high walls, is waiting for something unimaginably awful… I can feel it. I know.
Because I’m going mad for a reason: hearing its voice calling me in a forgotten and dead language—Latin. I’m terrified to sleep, because when it comes, it will burst into my world and take me with it. But what it revealed to me made me accept a decision that changed my life—and the life of my people.
I believe the walls will someday fall…