Book 1: The Disruption
For Leinhal, life in the Eastern Province of Zol is a predictable, safe existence defined by the rhythmic beat of iron on iron. But the mundane warmth of his smithy is shattered in a single night. Haunted by a paralyzing nightmare of a towering, hooded abyss and a warning that echoes like a bronze bell-Volumir Returns-Leinhal wakes to find his forge burning with a silent, terrifying blue fire that radiates an impossible, crushing cold. Even worse is the mark seared into his flesh: a frozen, jagged brand over his heart that refuses to melt.
Weeks of hard travel away, Sheanna slips into the border city of Arvel under the cover of morning fog. An agent of a hidden temple network carrying forbidden texts, she is chasing fragments of ancient prophecy. When a brilliant, pale blue flash pierces the midnight sky, leaving the taste of ozone and ancient ice on the tongue, she knows the shifting tide is here. The Great Towers of Magi will soon send their ruthless inquisitors to hunt down the source and Sheanna must find it first.
Weeks of hard travel away, Sheanna slips into the border city of Arvel under the cover of morning fog. An agent of a hidden temple network carrying forbidden texts, she is chasing fragments of ancient prophecy. When a brilliant, pale blue flash pierces the midnight sky, leaving the taste of ozone and ancient ice on the tongue, she knows the shifting tide is here. The Great Towers of Magi will soon send their ruthless inquisitors to hunt down the source and Sheanna must find it first.
The story