A Name That Never Existed – The Story of Miriana and the Shadow Blades | High fantasy story
The room was silent. Not the ordinary silence of empty halls, but one that watched—as if even the air itself decided what to reveal and what to conceal.
A uneasy feeling spread through your stomach and deepened as the heavy iron door closed behind you. Silent. Final.
Alone.
You didn’t know who had brought you here. You didn’t even know if you had been invited—or if you had simply… been taken…