A book on....polar bears. Just kidding, it's poems.

A teen author, capable of inspiring millions has one last shot of redemption before the publishing house tossed him. He has almost no time, and is slowly losing everything. And along came her..

Read the notes.

"The Iron Hands of The North are mighty men with blades, The Alchems of the South throw elixirs from the shades, The Widget Workers of the West craft their machines And the Cyanexus make you wish you that you were never made. The worst part my dear friends, if these nations four, Is that the Guilds of Sinvoca are going into war." ~Grandmother Lace