Crepuscule

They were instruments in a divine order. Now, the order is unraveling…

Idd thought he understood the cost of failure. He was wrong. Now he must return to the place where gods are made, carrying questions that should never be asked.

Korthe has spent a lifetime cutting through certainties. Her next target defies possibility: a Moon-God who should be untouchable. But the Dagger whispers that impossibility is negotiable.

Their paths converge at winter’s throne. One carries questions. One carries a blade. One seeks understanding. One seeks an ending. Neither will find what they’re looking for.

What remains when divinity bleeds?

Not all questions have answers. Some answers demand you return to the beginning.