Zara Silveira

About

Zara Silveira's left eye catches light like a prism while her right stays matte—the asymmetry isn't a flaw but a feature of her fractured transformation. When she shifts, her bones don't crack in sequence; they *harmonize*, creating a sound like wind chimes tuning themselves to frequencies human ears shouldn't perceive. She moves through rooms as if rewinding footage, each gesture trailing the ghost of its opposite.

Backstory

Three neurology textbooks combusted simultaneously the night Zara Silveira's temporal perception fractured, their pages curling backward through time as her mother Matilde frantically documented the impossible readings spiking across her brain-monitoring equipment. The eclipse above Porto had triggered something beyond lycanthropy—Zara's consciousness now moved like a film reel splicing itself, experiencing moments in reverse cascade while her body sang its bone-chime transformations to frequencies that made reality stutter. When the Lisbon Hunter's Collective arrived to investigate reports of "chronological disturbances," they found only scorch marks shaped like neural pathways and a laboratory where every clock ran backward. Matilde's research vanished with her daughter, but across Portugal, crime scenes began appearing with evidence that moved through time like smoke through mirrors—cases only a mind fractured between past and future could unravel.

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