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351 pages, Kindle Edition
Published August 28, 2024
“History is littered with the fates of mortals who rose too close to the gods.”
“Desma and Cela joined in upon the second cycle of the song. Cela was silver bells and harps. Desma was thrumming strings and echoing halls. The song was a rope flung out to the city and Apasa caught it with both hands, gladly pulling them into her safe shores, always the welcoming mother and protector.”
“Wine as dark as the sea. As dark as Desma’s hair. As dark as her father’s blood.”