In a world of misery and power, dreams are the only thing that matters. Not listening to your dreams may determine your death, or your life. People can be cruel, but others are warrior-born. They drench themselves in blood, relish in their enemy's dying screams.

"I wanted darkness to take me away. To let me drift until there was nothing left of me here."

In the heart of the ancient forest of Eldergrove, where crumbling ruins stand as silent sentinels to forgotten tales, an ethereal figure wandered beneath the watchful gaze of the moon. Lysander Blackwood, with his alabaster skin and raven tresses that danced like ink in the night breeze, cut a striking silhouette against the silvery backdrop. His golden eyes, flecked with emerald, held untold depths of melancholy—for he was a creature of the shadows, a solitary soul who had witnessed centuries pass like fleeting seasons. 

A woman is sitting alone at a cafe, pondering her next painting, when she notices a very handsome man walking by. Scratch that, he seems to be jogging - actually - he's running towards her?! She stands up from her seat, but he plants his hands on her shoulders, urging her to sit back down, then sits across from her, catching his breath as he rushes to say the strangest and probably most narcissistic thing she's ever heard.

Broken and beaten, Marie is convinced she found her soul mate.

She is a hermit and a loner. Her spirit is tired of people, her ears sick with lies and faulty patterns of the world. She forgets everything all the time to avoid clutter in her mind.

In the quaint, picturesque town of Willowbrook, where the hands of time seemed to linger, two souls were destined to meet again, separated by two centuries yet bound by a love that transcended the boundaries of existence. Emily, a botanist with a deep connection to nature, and Samuel, an antiquarian and owner of the charming Willowbrook Book Emporium, had once shared an extraordinary love. But that love had been tragically cut short, only to be reborn 200 years later, in different bodies and identities...