At the edge of the world, Erienne Thorne looks out upon a desolate wasteland. It’s a mirror of her own heart, a place where nothing lives anymore. Only the ghosts of the past still haunt the shattered land, ashen husks animated by pain and loathing. Everything they touch turns to ruin, razed by spiteful fire.
It is on the fringe of that fell realm where Erienne searches for salvation, a way to break the curse which has defined her since she was a child. Even here, what she finds is not what she intends. There is no end to her curse, only a wanderer with a storm raging in his eyes.
Does an answer lie further down the road they inadvertently share or will they both forever be Accursed?