Cryosurge

In a world where indifferent Moon-Gods loom, nothing is coincidence…

Idd, a disgraced Frost-shaman, thought isolation would protect him. He was wrong. Blackmailed into hunting what shouldn’t exist, he discovers the parasitic voice in his skull might be the only honest thing left in his life.

Korthe, a mercenary with too many quandaries, carves through the Nine Realms following a thread she doesn’t yet comprehend. Every answer reveals three more lies. Every truth points toward something she’s not ready to see.

They are broken instruments being played by unknown hands. Their collision is not destiny—it’s design.

But whose?

An anti-epic debut for readers of Gene Wolfe and R. Scott Bakker. Intricate metaphysical worldbuilding meets visceral character work. Nothing is incidental. Everything connects—if you’re paying attention.