Brightness

My name is Nia, I guess.

I woke up by a lake. Without a past, without memory. Feeling how reality here thinned out, like old fabric, and only I could make out what lay beneath it. Across the water, a mansion stood. Flesh of stone. I could see it—others couldn’t. Grey towers. Windows—dark voids. This place knew me. It beckoned. Promised answers and threatened danger...

Unconventional fantasy with elements of psychological drama. A non-linear plot told in the first person: the voices of the hero and the heroine intertwine into a story about lost memory, destiny, and a dark force that doesn’t forgive mistakes.