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You never know what quietly and cunningly lurks in our existence. We continue with our days, but is there more to it? If you delve into your intuition, will you feel it and maybe, if fortunate enough, see it? What lurks above? What threatens lies in the darkness where it clashes with the light. Only the Webleys, the Garnets and a select few stand in the gap to protect our sphere. The only threat is the Obsidian.

Hadranial is drawn to the violin that seems to play endlessly. It feels threatening and he knows destruction. He can feel his world drifting away. How far will he go to keep the balance to our existence? Only the Midwayers can stop him. The arc, as we know it, cannot be breached. Hope seems lost, but there is one who holds the key to that world – one so little yet so powerful as to transcend the universes. Those who are to be born have tasted death and will keep dying to keep living and all will be at risk. Can they be frozen in time? Will the Midwayers succeed in their fierce, combative journey?