Author's Note:
To all the readers who have ventured through these pages:
Writing is, by nature, a solitary path, but stories only come to life when they find you. This book — a mosaic of broken souls, silent struggles, and delicate hope — was born from a question that haunts me: can we rebuild what the world has shattered? Now, as I prepare to reveal it to you, I realize that the answer doesn't rest with me alone. It needs you.
If these characters have touched your thoughts, if their silences or the battles they carry linger like an inexplicable dream, I ask, with an open heart, for your voice. Your words are the map that guides this story forward. It could be a comment on what moved you (or what fell short), a passage that stayed with you, or even a simple "This mattered to me" — each little piece you share is like a thread that helps me not to lose my way.
In the vast and turbulent sea of publishing, those who are just starting out, like me, often go unnoticed. But every gesture of support — a review, a tag on social media, a recommendation to a friend — lights a beacon. It's as if you're telling those who decide which stories live: "This one deserves a place." What you do for me can be the gentle breath that carries these pages to someone who needs to read them, at the exact right moment.
To those who have already written to me, who have delved into the scenes or wondered about the void that Elyon carries or the strength that doesn't let go of Nael: my heartfelt thanks. You've shown me why we tell stories — to piece things together, to stir the soul, to heal a little. And to those still quiet, wondering whether to speak or not: know that your voice matters, even if it comes with a tremor. It's not about being perfect; it's about being here, together.
This book is a bridge from my heart to yours. I want to cross it by your side. Tell me what you felt, what you thought was missing, even what irritated you about the open endings. Tag me, write to me, or just throw your words into the air — I'm here, listening with open ears.
With all the warmth I can hold,
NaelSupremium.