There are stories that arrive all at once — loud, demanding, relentless.
And then there are stories like this one.
Soft. Mist-laced. Whispered.

Beneath the Lavender Sky is the novel I didn’t plan to write — it found me slowly, like fog seeping through a half-open window. I’m still uncovering its secrets as I go, but one thing remains constant: this story remembers me. Even when I don’t remember where it’s going.

Below is a brief excerpt — a moment from the dream-field where memory and longing blur. It isn’t polished. It isn’t finished. But it’s honest. And sometimes, that’s where the truth lives best.

“Life’s been quiet lately. Not peaceful—just still.
The kind of stillness that settles over you like dust.
Heavy and unnoticed, until one day you feel buried.”
— Beneath the Lavender Sky

Thank you for reading, wandering, and waiting with me.
More to come — in threads of lavender and memory.

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💜 D. Medina
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