They say there are some people who see more than others. Those who can to look behind the veil of reality and see shadows dancing on the edge of worlds. I am one of them.

My name is Sophia, and for as long as I can remember, I've always been different. As a child, I used to talk to invisible friends that grown-ups thought to be a figment of my imagination. I saw creatures hiding in the twilight and heard the whisper of the wind telling ancient stories.

My grandmother was the only one who understood me. She taught me he showed me how to read Tarot cards, showed me how to tell good spirits from evil spirits, and told me tales of faeries, beautiful and dangerous creatures from another world. At the time, I thought they were just stories. But how did I as wrong.

When I was sixteen, I saw death for the first time. Not just a dying person- I saw his soul separate from his body, the silvery thread of life dissolve into thin air. And I realized that I could help such souls find their way.

My grandmother died five years ago, leaving me ancient Tarot cards and a

book with notes about her visions. "Your gift is not a curse," - he wrote in her last letter. - "This is the bridge between worlds. And one day you'll understand why it was given to you."

Now I work as a medium and tarotologist, helping people lost between light and shadow. People who have nowhere else to go come to me -haunted by ghosts, bewitched by faeries, tormented by ancient curses. I try to help everyone, though sometimes the price is very high.

I have a faithful assistant, a ghost named Jasper, who just showed up in my office one day and stayed. He died in car accident two years ago, but for some reason he didn't go out into the world but decided to help me in my odd job.

"Some souls stay because they have unfinished business," he once told me. - "And some because they find a new purpose."

I'm writing this story because I sense a change is coming. The cards whisper of ancient forces awakening from a long sleep. The shadows grow deeper and the line between worlds thinner. And I know that soon I will know the true reason for my gift.

It's a story about secrets hidden behind the shroud of reality. About the ancient magic that lives in the blood. About the choice between duty and desire, between light and darkness. And, perhaps, about how one half-blooded medium accidentally found herself at the center of a war between worlds.

But above all, it's a story about finding your place in a world that is much bigger and weirder than it seems at first glance.

My name is Sophia, and this is my story.