"If He falls, we all fall. And so will your world too, ignorant and blind as fool mortals like you don't see." The Father of All is dying, withering and weakened; his protection of Tra'arma is fading, rendering the whole world in to chaos: the strained peace between the four Elementals are finally broken, fabled creatures that have been buried so long in forgotten myths and whispered nightmares soon rise to begin an uproar that threaten the lives of many, mortals and magical beings alike. Time is running out and two young mortals embark on an unimaginable journey; one that may be their last.

“I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?" Death thought about it. "CATS," he said eventually. "Cats are nice.” ~ Terry Pratchett, Sorcery.

'There are a great many ways to wreck chaos, and the worst of them are those of which we know nothing, until it is too late.' Secret rooms, ancient weapons amidst ashes and a man gone missing. For these reasons, Kharim Maverah has been sent across oceans to investigate a crime his country is being blamed for. Hundreds of possible theories circle the case, none of them good—but as he delves further into this mystery, he sinks deeper into a world of black words and silver tongues, with no other way out but down. (The cover is a lovely gift from the even lovelier muggleweasley. If you haven't already, do check out her work. She's got some really great stuff.)