R. Alkaris

The Sleepless Age Prelude (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

In the shadow of a sleepless age, where memories are currency and dreams are forbidden, a fractured soul awakens.

"The Sleepless Age: Prelude" invites readers into a haunting, futuristic realm where consciousness is regulated, and reality blurs beneath the weight of synthetic order. Nehra, one of the Dreamless, lives each day monitored, scanned, and emotionally hollow-until a recurring vision disrupts her numbness.

As strange figures whisper from the depths of forgotten sleep, Nehra's mind fractures into something both terrifying and profound. Her journey into the cryptic remnants of collective dreams will unearth secrets long buried-and bring her face to face with an identity not entirely her own.

A cerebral, dark fantasy infused with psychological suspense and subtle dystopian horror, *The Sleepless Age* is a tale of identity, memory, and the silent rebellion of the soul.

This is not the beginning. It's what comes *after* forgetting.

---

Dieser Download kann aus rechtlichen Gründen nur mit Rechnungsadresse in A, B, CY, CZ, D, DK, EW, E, FIN, F, GR, H, IRL, I, LT, L, LR, M, NL, PL, P, R, S, SLO, SK ausgeliefert werden.

Produktdetails

• Verlag: R. Alkaris
• Erscheinungstermin: 10. Juli 2025
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9798231786350
• Artikelnr.: 74782420

Autorenporträt

In the shadowed libraries of forgotten lands, tales speak of R. Alkaris a name whispered by the crypts of ancient ruins and etched into the walls of long-abandoned temples. Shrouded in mystery, Alkaris is said to have emerged from the lost city of Nythros, where the moon never rises and the sun bleeds into the horizon.

A master of the darkened arts of storytelling, Alkaris weaves tapestries of words that bind the soul in a dance of wonder and dread. His writings are said to be penned with ink drawn from the void between stars, capturing the essence of that which cannot be named.

No birth records remain, and no portrait survives. Some say he was born under a night sky torn by lightning, others claim he was a dream made flesh a story given form. Legends insist that his heart beats in rhythm with the forgotten crypts, and that each tale he crafts is a door to a world best left unopened.

Those who seek the truth of R. Alkaris must venture deep into the labyrinths of his stories, where every chapter is a key, and every word a lock waiting to be turned.