Necrocracy

A GRIMDARK FANTASY OF BLOOD, RUIN, AND UNFORGIVEN MAGICSOME VOWS ARE FORGED IN FIRE. OTHERS ARE SEALED IN BONE AND ASH.

Twenty cycles ago, Master Smith Jon Thorne paid a devastating toll. Under the glare of a Blue Harvest Moon, a desperate ritual tore the fabric of reality, claiming his wife and leaving him with a shattered body. Armed only with a heavy walking stick and a final, agonized command from the woman he loved, Jon fled the copper-scented fog of Aetherfell to hide his infant daughter, Ysana, from the dark paths.

He built a quiet life in the heavy, watchful silence of the woods. He hammered iron, kept his head down, and buried the past. But magic in this world exacts a heavy price, and the dark paths do not forget the ones who walk them.

When Ysana finds a reality-warping relic known as the Wyrdglass and it stirs to life in her hands, it brings with it a shadow-bound wanderer and the suffocating scent of storm-air. The long-buried secrets of Jon's family are violently unearthed. The old wards are failing, and the horrors of the Twilight World have found them at last-led by a necro-luminous queen who wears a terrifyingly familiar face.

To keep his daughter safe, the crippled Smith must lead her back into the nightmare he sacrificed everything to escape.