prologue

I woke up with nothing, no memories, no name, not even the faintest sense of who I am. The darkness around me shifts and stretches, endless and suffocating. Then there's Ima, with her calm smile and soft words, telling me to stop fighting, to let it all go.

But if I let go, what's left? Just this emptiness, this silence, until all I have is the last thing left of me...