She was never meant to bear this curse—to see the future in flames and ruin. Every vision burns behind her eyes, molten embers carving prophecy into her soul. The past, present, and future collide in an inferno only she can witness, yet no one ever listens until it’s too late.
Her fingertips tremble, shadows dancing across her skin as the fire within her fights to escape. The weight of foresight is unbearable, but she cannot turn away. She must watch. She must warn. And when the world finally crumbles as she foretold, they will realize too late