"What is hidden is often more important than what is seen. I'm Smruti, and I wrote " Beneath the Eternal Veil " for the seekers, the dreamers, and those who aren't afraid of the dark. This story is a piece of my heart, built from watching/reading so many mysterious, hideous stories . I hope that as you read, you find yourself more deeply engaging in my world ."
Here's a sneak peak to the story ....
In the city of Aethelgard, truth is the only currency no one can afford.
Behind the towering walls of the Spire, life is a choreographed dance of silk and shadow. Here, the nobility hide their sins behind masks of gold and porcelain, believing that if a face is hidden, the soul remains untouchable. They feast on secrets and breathe in the scent of cloying jasmine, oblivious to the fact that the higher a bird flies, the more tempting it is for the archer below.
Every lock has a voice, and every gate has a price. To the commoners in the gutters, the Spire is an unreachable dream. To Mia Reed, it is a puzzle waiting to be solved. She is the Silver Owl, a ghost in the rafters, a girl who has learned that the only way to survive a world of monsters is to become the shadow they fear.
But every shadow meets its light, and every thief eventually finds a lock that refuses to turn.
Leo Black is that lock. A man built of iron and unspoken debts, he stands as the silent sentinel between the Lady's secrets and the world's hunger. He is the "Iron Gate"—unyielding, watchful, and bound by a leash of gold.
This is not a story of heroes and villains. In Aethelgard, those roles are interchangeable. This is a story of the friction between the hand that takes and the hand that guards. It is about the moment the mask slips, revealing the raw, human ache beneath.
In a city where everyone is pretending, the most dangerous thing you can do is show your true face.
The game is set. The music has begun. And in the heart of the Spire, the Owl is finally ready to fly.
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