Author’s Note

This story is not about proving what exists.

It is about noticing what has always been present.

Coasts are liminal places—edges where certainty softens and listening matters more than sight. Lighthouses, islands, tides, and stories all serve the same purpose: they mark what is dangerous, what is sacred, and what should never be taken lightly.

Caelwyn Isle was written with the belief that mystery does not require explanation to be meaningful. Some things endure precisely because they resist being claimed, filmed, measured, or owned.

Piper’s story is not one of power, but of restraint.
Not of inheritance, but of choice.
Not of guardianship granted—but guardianship accepted.

If you finish this book with questions, that is intentional.
If you finish it with a sense of stillness, that is enough.

Thank you for listening.

— Savia Smith