They called it Utopia, but it isn’t a paradise; it’s a programme, life arranged in rings. Futures are assigned, movements tracked, and the Tower decides who matters. On the brink of adulthood, four lives slip the pattern. A city that runs on obedience begins to hum with doubt. As corridors tighten and doors open, each must decide what they’re willing to risk for the person they refuse to become.
And when the city teaches you to stay small, remember this: If answers are buried, be a shovel; if the maps are burned, be a compass; if the light is gone, be a match; and if the silence holds, be the voice that makes it bleed. In a world engineered to keep everyone in their place, the most dangerous act is simple: to choose.
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Nanditha
I never planned to write a book. I wrote a thought, then another, and the words took root, one stray line becoming a world. Writing has always been my private refuge, a place where confusion can breathe and chaos can learn rhythm. For me, writing isn’t about answers; it lives in the grey between right and wrong. I write to understand what I can’t explain. This book began as an escape and became a lens, teaching me to see differently. If it offers anything, let it be this: it’s okay to falter, to question, to rebuild. Because sometimes, peace isn’t the absence of chaos, but the meaning we give it.
