Her brother disappears into a gentle hymn-so she bargains with a dead god.

Nara is nineteen, broke, and out of time on Natufia's drought-cracked Reed Coast. When the Hollow Choir takes Sen with soft hands and softer smiles, she follows a black-bowl rumor to the Ash-Sky Basin, where a fallen god lies like a mountain of stone skin. The Heart-Cinder answers when she begs: mist rises, fever breaks, paths vanish-but it collects payment in intimacy, stripping memories like bark. With an empire closing in and the Choir promising "relief is love," Nara fights to keep Sen's name alive while her own past starts to blur.

What do you sacrifice when love is the only weapon?