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157 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 22, 2022
Ethan Shaw carried two knives, one for lilies, the other for veins.
It was strange, sharing the silence with a man who’d always fit into his life like an organ, and a man who’d wandered into their home like a leak or a bear—capable of causing invisible damage or very real, very visible problems. That was the messiness, wasn’t it? The consequence that came with magic as intimate as necromancy.
Ethan faced the moon again. He breathed because breathing seemed sensible; he wanted to remind himself it was possible to breathe right then, to inhale and exhale in the midst of change.
The ritual called for innocence, and he had none to spare, so he searched the shoreline for white-petaled flowers— speckled with saltwater, yawning toward the sky...