July 2022

(250 years after Tharan is named the Ascendant…) Stupid knife. The little human girl thinks. She scowls out with vibrant green eyes. The useless utensil didn’t have an edge. Instead of slitting the rabbit’s neck she’d had to break it. It’d been awful. Tiny droplets of rabbit blood flecked the olive brown skin of her […]

(270 years before the book starts) As a Doësin, the pure, clean heat of the Forge is what Tharan Dardhä-ek lives for. Though he has not yet mastered his Forger’s Flow, in this moment, he witnesses the infinite potential it offers as he surrenders to the pulse, circling around the abstract metal sculpture with which