The returned remains of our loved ones aren't ash, they're dust. Pulverized bone, ground down into near nothingness. An entire life reduced to nothing but a fine powder.
The returned remains of our loved ones aren't ash, they're dust. Pulverized bone, ground down into near nothingness. An entire life reduced to nothing but a fine powder.
Fifteen year old Tommandros must survive the road where brigands wait to steal his powers—or take his life—in order to reach the Summoner’s trials where he must prove himself worthy of his Calling or lose the legacy he never knew he had.
Before the age of reason and science, magic ruled the world. Now, it’s coming back and if most of humanity gets wiped out in the process....well, sometimes you have to break a few eggs.
