Felric Stories

It’s midnight in the city. The rain is relentless, the streets half-empty, and Sorrel Hart is desperate to get home. When a cab finally stops, warmth and safety seem only a door away. But as the journey unfolds through the blurred glow of streetlights, she begins to sense that not everything inside the car is as it seems.

Your reflection knows you better than anyone—and sometimes it wants more than to mimic. James thought he’d found a bargain: a quiet top-floor flat with just enough space to start over. But the mirrors have their own ideas. At first, his reflection lags a second behind—a trick of cheap glass, he tells himself. Then it begins to hesitate, to smile when he doesn’t, to move on its own.

When seven-year-old Liam draws a picture of “someone who makes him feel safe,” his teacher, Kate Avery, assumes it’s an imaginary friend. But Liam insists otherwise: his caretaker visits at night, makes cocoa, and plays chess. The only problem? Liam’s “Grandad” died before he was born. What begins as a child’s harmless fantasy soon unsettles Kate, then his mother, and finally the quiet flat itself. Chess pieces move when no one touches them, the kettle clicks off by unseen hands, and familiar scents drift through the air like memory returned.