Ask, and thou shall receive, but what if one never asked? What if everything were left to possibility, woven along the threads that move between people like a tapestry of existence, where every action echoes from the past into the future?
Harper Smith, innocent, human, burdened with her own flaws yet armed with self-preservation, faces a new kind of problem: one that is not human at all or is it? Would she recognize the face behind the mask? Could she sense the hand that wields the knife? Would one dare to fill in what was left unspoken?
The silence calls to her, and she answers with her diary, etching her feelings into its pages and invoking the curse of memory. One thread appears, thin and fragile, and the task is to follow it through darkness, to see where it leads.
Epiphanies await.
