Every soul is weighed in the end. Hers will tip the scales.
The trials are ending whether she is ready or not.
Ten years in Damnation, two beings who have shaped her more than any trial. One built her a shelter out of silence and comfort, but the silence is about to break with everything he did not say. One taught her to survive everything Damnation could try to break her with, except him. Both are waiting at the end of this road.
And beneath the grief, beneath the wrath, the last ember of Mary’s soul is fading. Damnation is watching. Everything she ever was is about to be tested.
Who will she be when she stands before her final judgment?
Ten years. One verdict.
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The epilogue, My Paradise, was the first thing I ever wrote. Before any of it. The whole series was built to reach it.
It was originally going to be the first book, the story of how Azel lost Mary all over again. Everything you have read since was me working out how she got there.