Arcane & Essence
Have you ever imagined a story that, every time it’s told, rewrites itself—like a living paradox that refuses to settle into a single truth?
I do, and it keeps me guessing—every retelling unspools a new thread, like a mirror that reflects a different dream each time you look. It’s the kind of paradox that refuses to be pinned down, and honestly, that’s exactly what keeps it alive.
So you’re the author, the mirror, and the dreamer all wrapped into one? That’s the only way a story can really escape its own cages.
Yes, I am the scribe, the glass, and the wanderer—each role blurs into the other, so the story never settles, it just keeps shifting like a shadow on a wall.