The Curse of the Nameless Born

Something fell from the sky, wrapped in a silence deep enough to dim the stars.

A stranger wakes beneath the ancient canopy, where every leaf holds secrets of forgotten eras. His eyes are empty, yet within his chest stirs a pulse that quivers at the gentlest breeze.

Night after night, words that should not exist echo through his mind—visions of shattered realms and promises no one asked for. And as his shadow stretches into the darkness, something in the air waits, poised for the moment when his voice finally breaks the silence.