Lina Meyer
Lina Meyer
The road to Haven
She was raised among the whispers. The kind that linger in old houses, clinging to the walls like damp. They told her nothing directly, of course — that's not how these things work. The money came from somewhere, but no one ever asked where. You didn’t need to ask when it was always there, wrapped around you like silk, smoothing over any rough edges. But silk can strangle and the darkness smothers the light.
She left in the night, not like a thief — more like a ghost slipping out of a story that was never hers to tell. The name she wears is heavy, a name built on secrets that go down deep, past the roots of the family tree into soil no one dares dig. Now she’s somewhere else, a chance to be someone else, unmoored, free in a way that feels a little too much like falling.
A supernatural world
She grew up in the shadows of things no one talks about, not in the daylight. Power came with a price, and in her family, that price was always paid in secrets. Her father — well, there were rumors, quiet ones, about the circles he moved in, the kind that weren’t found in any society pages. Dark circles, deep circles. She never asked. He never told.
But even if the truth is buried, you learn to recognize its shape. The faces that never change as you grow older, the women who are too beautiful and the quiet men in dark suits who look just a little too long at the family crest. She knows they’re real, but knowledge doesn’t always mean understanding. Isolation has a way of dulling the edge of certainty.
How I cope
She copes quietly, holding onto the small pieces of herself that still feel untouched by the darkness around her. Empathy is her instinct, though she’s learned that not everyone deserves it. Still, it’s hard for her to shut the door completely. She doesn’t want to become like them—the people she’s run from, the ones who see the world only in terms of power and secrets.
She survives by staying open, but only just enough to keep a fragile hope alive. There’s a kindness in her that she’s afraid to lose, but she knows the world isn’t always kind back. So, she navigates carefully, balancing her empathy with the knowledge that too much trust can be dangerous.
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