Since the dawn of time, life has been comfortable and predictable. The gods have wrested pockets of Creation from Chaos, formed civilizations, and built entire realities. Now, the nature of Creation is changing and the Divine are losing their divinity.

Rosemary, daughter of the God of Creation, can no longer deny this when a strange delegation from Dawnland braves the paths through Chaos and survives. Come to negotiate trade and protection agreements with the Divineof Meadowsweet, it is the butterfly woman who so captivates Rosemary. The weight of her sorrow, the heaviness of her secrets.

For the soul is a battleground. Clouds are massing along the horizon, and Rosemary…

She must survive the storm.

This book left me speechless.

This story is beyond anything I have read before. It seeped into me, like a beautiful ache, and I hated to see it end. This gorgeous creation is captivating, sad, and brilliant.

Sarah Chorn is a jeweler, choosing words that glitter and cut and shine for maximum impact and her work shatters me every time. If you don’t know this author, you should.