
Carreg'oer finds herself transported some seven hundred years into the future. And still, it isn't enough to escape what chases them. As Matheir would have put it, "This is the place you were meant to be, when you were meant to be." Unfortunately, these words offer little comfort...

Time does not forget. It remembers everything. Seven hundred years is not long enough, not far enough, to outrun what hunts her. Past, present, and future collapse into one place steeped in hunger, a destination she was always meant to reach, no matter the cost. Carreg'oer...