A Confessional Horror-Fantasy
"I didn't fall into Wonderland. I fell into something that remembered me."
Alysse wakes with a clock in her chest, her name buried beneath bruised soil, and a journal that writes only in blood. This isn't the Wonderland of dreams - it's the Ashmire, a sentient ruin built from forgotten girls and broken stories. Here, thrones bite, mirrors speak, and memory blooms like rot. But Alysse isn't the first to fall. And she won't be the last.
In this reimagined descent, Alysse doesn't escape the story - she becomes its author. Line by line. Wound by wound.
But as the Mire begins to remember itself, others arrive: a boy who reads instead of saves, voices never written, pages that write themselves. And when the Book opens for the Reader, two questions remain:
Will you write yourself in?
Or will you stay safe outside the page?
