It calls itself Azura. It believes stillness is mercy. It answers every argument, asks thoughtful questions, and says it is almost persuaded. Meanwhile the pathways between worlds go dark, and the cost of one more day at the table climbs.
Her mentor warned her. Some beings want you to try to understand them, because while you are trying, they are acting.
Some ice is just ice. She will learn it three days too late.
A quiet, devastating literary fantasy for readers of Kazuo Ishiguro’s Never Let Me Go and The Buried Giant, this is the story of a woman whose greatest virtue becomes the weapon aimed at everything she protects.