Hello fellows! It's been a while since I've been around. Been working on my story the past few months, but I believe I'm at the point where I'm set to begin revising my query again. You'll find it below, and as the title says, I will always reciprocate for advice or feedback left. Thank you!
Aëros has two shadows. One is cast by the sun, the other by insanity.
A doppleganger wreathed in darkness, the Shadow walks beside Aëros, visible only to him. It twists memories of family and friends into waking nightmares of their deaths. In the nightmares, they die at the hand of Athair, a man Aëros killed long ago. The Shadow claims the secret to ending the nightmares rests with Athair’s grave. Wary, but desperate, Aëros has no choice but to visit the dead.
As he wends his way through ashen vales, sentient forests, and hidden realms, his nightmares worsen. It becomes difficult to distinguish them from memory, and he slips further into madness as his perception of reality fractures. Horrified by the erosion of his mind, Aëros’ distrust in the Shadow deepens. He questions whether the doppleganger is not itself causing his madness, and considers turning back from his quest, thinking it a trap.
The Shadow urges Aëros forward, for it knows the secret of his madness—the nightmares are memory. It is a truth Aëros has repressed, a truth that will devour his mind unless he reaches the grave. Only then will he be able to choose: acceptance or denial. The former means a life and a future, the latter means wandering in madness, a husk devoid of its sanity.
While the choice seems clear, the truth is a burden he has already forsaken once, and its remembrance may yet make insanity seem a mercy in comparison.