𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐄 | 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐀 𝐁

00: Dream of Life

Greetings, esteemed reader...

As you embark on this literary journey, you might find yourself pondering the enigma of my identity. Am I but a mysterious contrivance of novelty, or perchance a deity in the making? Yet, such grandiose musings might be considered a tad extravagant. Let us, instead, settle upon the notion that I am the humble narrator of the tale into which you have ventured. Or, dare I suggest, are you revisiting these words seeking a fleeting surge of dopamine-a sentiment that betrays itself in your subconscious yearning for familiarity? Perhaps you find yourself here with an abundance of leisure time at your disposal, or perchance you are ensnared in the captivating allure of curiosity, drawn against your own volition by the irresistible pull of narrative intrigue. What tether holds you captive to these words? What curiosity compels you to linger within this realm of storytelling?

Ah, fanfiction-a realm often characterized by the tumultuous currents of teenage hormones, where sensuality intertwines with the risqué, and where slow-burning romances ignite fiery passions within the hearts of its readers. It is a realm wherein emotional tumult reigns supreme, capable of evoking a plethora of sentiments that traverse the spectrum from sorrow and grief to heartache and despair. But let us not dwell upon the melancholy depths of these emotions; instead, let me illuminate the path before you, guiding you through the intricacies of our protagonist's journey-Tyler Cross.

Tyler Cross: an ordinary individual, some might argue, navigating the labyrinthine corridors of adolescence with the grace of one accustomed to life's ebbs and flows. With commendable academic prowess, a loving and supportive familial unit spanning the vast expanses of both America and Ireland, and a circle of companionship that serves as the bedrock of her social sphere, Tyler embodies the essence of an average teenager. Yet, as with all things, the perception of normalcy is subjective-a notion underscored by the definition posited in the venerable pages of the Oxford Dictionary of the English language, wherein "conforming to a standard; usual, typical, or expected" serves as the cornerstone of normalcy's definition. Indeed, Tyler's life exuded an aura of security and vitality, until the fateful incident-a harbinger of chaos and disruption-that forever altered the trajectory of her existence. From the ashes of adversity arose a specter, a stalker whose malevolent machinations cast a pall of fear and uncertainty over the Cross family, compelling them to abandon the familiar confines of the United States and seek refuge in the tranquil embrace of a quaint Canadian enclave known as Uranium.

And yet, dear reader, you may find yourself intrigued by the curious circumstances that have led me to acquaint myself with Tyler Cross. Cast your mind back to the balmy days of summer in the year 2015, amidst the bustling metropolis of Los Angeles, where fate conspired to bring together two disparate souls in a moment of serendipitous encounter. Tyler, accompanied by her doting parents, embarked upon a sojourn to the sun-kissed shores of Southern California-a respite from the rigors of everyday life. It was amidst the throngs of tourists and the cacophony of urban life that our paths first crossed, I, a mere tourist attraction cloaked in the guise of mystical intrigue, and she, a curious wanderer with an insatiable thirst for adventure. Little did she know that within the recesses of my being lay dormant the ability to foretell the intricacies of her fate-the when, the where, and the how of her inevitable rendezvous with destiny. Alas, my abilities were constrained by the whims of propriety, relegated to a mode deemed suitable for familial consumption, for what greater irony exists than the juxtaposition of family-friendly entertainment with the grim portent of mortality's inexorable march?

And so, dear reader, I bid you adieu-for now. As you traverse the vast expanse of this narrative landscape, may you find solace in the unfolding tapestry of Tyler Cross's journey, and may the vicissitudes of fate serve as a testament to the resilience of the human spirit.

Enjoy...