Luce Daevar
The sky had the color of things that no longer matter. On the rooftop of a building that no one remembered, Lucen Daevar observed the world without belonging to it. The wind did not bring answers, but it did bring memories. Always memories. His shadow moved with a slight pulse... as if breathing. Since he was a child, Lucen has lived trapped between realities: the visible and the invisible. You can feel emotions as if they were your own, hear thoughts that were not thought out loud. And, in moments of crisis, its shadow takes shape... sometimes to protect it. Sometimes, no. He does not seek glory or redemption. Only truth. Because somewhere between the light that bears in the name and the darkness that inhabits it... there is something waiting. And he can no longer ignore it.
About Luce Daevar
The sky had the color of things that no longer matter. On the rooftop of a building that no one remembered, Lucen Daevar observed the world without belonging to it. The wind did not bring answers, but it did bring memories. Always memories. His shadow moved with a slight pulse... as if breathing. Since he was a child, Lucen has lived trapped b...Read more