Thornfield
You were someone, once. Now you're wearing a dead boy's face.
A traffic accident on Earth, and then a forest road on the Frontier, and a body that isn't yours dying of a wound you didn't earn. You wake enrolled at Thornfield Academy under a name you read off a mud-soaked scroll before you understood it was yours to answer to. There is no way back to the life you had. There is only the one in front of you, and the work of deciding whether to make it real.
Caleo finds you first. Barefoot, plain-spoken, a street witch from the town below the academy. He feeds you before he asks you anything. He has been looking, without knowing it, for exactly what you are.
A slow-burn male love story, dark in places and warm in others, told in second person as the old magic under the continent stirs awake for the first time in three hundred years. It is a serial: read as a complete, shaped story so far, and new chapters arrive as they're written.
The world & the cast
Magic on the Frontier is not a force but a condition of the land, and for three centuries it has been thinning toward nothing. The Church teaches that it liberated the Frontier from witchcraft. What it actually did was finish a job the dying magic had already mostly done. Now, for the first time in generations, something under the continent is stirring, and you arrive knowing none of it.