woman lived where the railway tracks met the saltpan, on the Ahri side of the shadowline. In the old days, when people still talked about her, she was known as the end-of-the-line woman. Vasethe, a man with a troubled past, comes to seek a favor from a goddess who is not what she seems, and must enter the nine hundred and ninety-nine realms of Mkalis, the world of spirits, where gods and demons rage in an endless war. What Vasethe discovers in Mkalis ripples back into his own history, which may contain the key to saving everything he holds dear.
Absolutely exquisite. Riveting and heart wrenching. Cannot wait for the second book.
Violence: yes Sexual Scenes: no Body Horror: yes Cosmic Horror: YES
I enjoyed the world building a great deal, the imagery of the different realms and cities, and their different rules, reminded me of fantasists like Moorcock, Barker. Lurid and beautiful. The plot, however, felt almost unnecessary? It was a bit meandering, and I didn’t feel particularly attached to what was going on. I just wanted to see more cities.
