The Mortal Arts
Nine years after the Discord, the river is dead, the bells are wrapped, and every tavern has a song about the man who broke the world.
Corin Voss wakes on the riverbank with a scholar’s hands, an empty memory and a scrap of music sewn into his coat. The Ferry House gives him work, warmth and people to care for. Then his own gift brings death into the house that took him in.
The music points towards Oakhaven, a city half lost beneath the water. There, the old arts can still be learnt. But the people promising to mend the world have learnt to make others pay.
And beyond the guarded thresholds, something is listening.