Paz

Thalassic, Book #4

In the dream, there is a wall.

It's been a year since I carried Howsley out of Zenith headquarters, soaked in her blood. Since then, life has been good. Stable. Orderly. Everything in its place.

But I can't deny the cracks are beginning to show. Living with Bird is not easy. And Brume is crackling with political tension. The Exiters are getting louder. Violent. They don't sound like they're going to take no for an answer. The city feels like a tinderbox, ready to ignite.

I'm on edge. Howsley's on edge. Everyone's on edge.

And what is with this wall I can't stop dreaming about?

Don't miss the full Thalassic series: Scourge & Seed, Savage, Salt, Sand, Soul, Paz, Passage, & Prologue