A brand new novel for lovers of Good Omens and This is How You Lose the Time War
The arrival of a new Flame Giver was a portent that shook the fractured world of Emberhearth Domain. A desperate decree to stitch together the unraveling world after a devastating betrayal finds Dune, a brilliant yet unorthodox scientist, shackled to an enigmatic goddess whose mere presence shatters decades of his painstaking research, turning his world of logic into divine chaos.
As they fumble through this unlikely union, reality itself begins to crumble. Jagged cracks in the sky ooze primordial dread while souls vanish into the void. The Archetypes, ancient machines that uphold the universe’s fragile balance, twist into madness. The Archetype of Hope savagely gnaws its own gears to splinters. The Archetype of Laughter falls into haunting silence. Creation groans under the weight of sabotage, teetering on collapse.
Creation rests on a tenuous bond. As Dune unravels the layers of the Flame Giver’s mystery, he discovers frailties that mirror his own buried wounds. Their clashing spirits, mortal cunning against divine enigma, are pushed to the limit as the world stumbles into its final, sputtering gasps.
Plunge into a comedic tragedy brimming with romance and heartbreak, where a trickster’s sharp mind grapples with celestial secrets as reality falls to ruins.
Tricah writes like she’s lighting a match in a library. Carefully, but with the intent to cause problems. She’s drawn to the quiet thresholds where language falters and meaning changes shape, the same liminal spaces that haunt Arrival and Annihilation, where the strange becomes intimate and the divine feels almost familiar.
A professional stenographer by trade, she’s spent years translating human chaos into clean lines and symbols. In fiction, she does the opposite: dragging gods down into human-ness like the Greeks did, forcing the mythic to stumble, bleed, and bargain its way through mortal consequence.
That fascination became the heart of her Emberhearth series, a collection of cosmic romances where divinity fractures, faith flickers like a dying candle, and love endures the end of the world out of pure defiance. When she isn’t documenting divine dysfunction, she can be found admiring swords, making candles, and quietly lighting new matches just to see what might still burn.
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