dual identity

Veiled Horizon

"A rooftop, a city of memories, and the quiet reckoning that comes with seeing what’s been lost."

A week had passed since discovering the phone. Seven days of checking locks, testing windows, and counting every shadow that didn't belong.I'd approached Wolf carefully. Told him about feeling watched, about strange coincidences. Nothing specific enough to sound paranoid, but...

Convergence

"A pulse, a rhythm, and a secret that hums beneath the surface."

The April evening painted Prenzlauer Berg in shades of amber and rose.I stood outside Martin's building, watching the light catch on old facades and turn weathered brick into something almost beautiful. Six months since I'd left this neighborhood. Six months...