Under a Fractured Sky

At 3:06 AM on a Saturday night, EdgeHill, Texas disappeared from the world. Not in fire. Not in chaos. Just — gone. A clean line where the rest of the earth used to be, and beyond it, nothing but white. Six hundred people. A floating fragment of small-town Texas. No help coming. What they build in the years that follow is the story. EdgeHill was never remarkable. A small agricultural town of five thousand people in south Texas. Good people. Ordinary lives. Then the fracture happened. At 3:06 AM on a Saturday in May, reality broke. Not with warning. Not with explanation. The town simply ended at its edges — clean, precise, indifferent — and beyond the boundary there was nothing but white void. No government is coming. No rescue. No signal in or out. What's left is six hundred people, a floating fragment of Texas, and everything they knew how to do before the world ended. Book One follows EdgeHill across eighteen years. The decisions made in the first hours. The systems built from nothing. The children born into a world that never knew the old one. The community that forms when survival stops being enough and becoming something starts to matter. This is not a story about chosen ones or secret destinies. It's a story about ordinary people who refused to stop building. The sky above EdgeHill is wrong. It has been from the beginning. No one fully understands why yet.