Our protagonist begins where all dreamers do: on the cusp of envy and desire. Straddling the lines between reality and fantasy, she fights the tempting thought of falling into oblivion to forget what once was, what is, and what could be. Follow her journey through three short stories and 39 poems, all written in the gothic tradition of the eerie, the macabre, and the dangerously beautiful. 

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Illusions are a dangerous thing.
They're company for a time,
When one's lonely,
Looking to get lost in a lie.
But they breed dangerous people
Who do dangerous things,
All without flaws
And the ability to dream their own dreams.
For it is by one will that they live,
That they laugh,
That they breathe,
And without it,
They shall forever cease to be.