THE LAND OF YESTERDAY meets CIRCUS MIRANDUS.
Andrea enters Reverie—a circus built of dreams—to escape the pain of her brother Francis’s disappearance, never imagining that the circus is a prison in disguise. When she discovers that Francis may also be trapped inside, she must beat Reverie’s ringmaster at his twisted, magical game or be lost in Reverie’s nightmare forever.
The dining room window reflected the blurred façade of a happy family at dinner: a mom and dad, and their one and only child.
Andrea glared through the transparent scene, up at the moon and the way it shone like a spotlight, piercing them with its otherworldly glow. No one, not her parents sitting next to her at the table, not the blurred family in the window, not even the man in the moon could see her cold, gray heart and the storm she hid inside it.
Andrea stabbed a piece of chicken.
Her mother put her fork down and folded her hands as if in prayer, giving a slight nudge of the elbow to her father. “Just tell her,” she whispered, as if Andrea couldn’t hear.
Her father shuffled carrots around his plate, then cleared his throat. “Your mother and I…We know this hasn’t been easy on you.”
Andrea’s breathing grew shallow. She curled her fingers into a ball, pressing her nails hard into her palms, making mini moon marks against her skin.
“But we think it’s time to let go,” he continued. “Winter’s coming. Your mother could use the space in the garage.”
“—and we think it would be healthy, Drea.” Her mother stared, empty-eyed at the wood grains on the table. “We’d like you to go through his boxes and choose a few things you’d like to keep.”