When the Nameless Speak
Every empire is built on a lie, and the lie beneath the Stacks is a name no one is permitted to speak. Mireille Ashford is a cartographer in a world of archivists. While her collea
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Science Fiction Fantasy books
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Science Fiction Fantasy on the shelf
The Mortar Throne
The Mortar Throne of Vael has stood nine generations, and in the last one, no one has been able to repair it. Cael Brannick is twenty-three, a stonemason's apprentice with lime bur
The Waning of Palefire
When the Palefire-infused ink that has illuminated Verath's charts for three centuries begins to fade, cartographer Sera is the first to notice. Her forty-third tidal line comes up
The Bonefire Crown
When the last rune dies in Cassiel Varn's hands, it takes more than light with it, it takes her master's life, her brother's trust, and every certainty she ever held. The dying gly
The Cartographer of Vanished Hours
At the Thalmark Cartographic Conservatory, the first gray line of dawn splits the eastern windows, and apprentice Mira Ashford bends over her vellum as she has every morning since
The Cinder Veil
When the forty-seventh chisel stroke cracks a Voss repair-rune and the ichor-paste turns grey, Old Maeve knows the northern bastion's magic is dying. The runes have held the cinder