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Isobel Vane is the finest translator of dead languages alive, and officially she doesn't exist. Her guild takes her work, and publishes it under other men's names. They will never seat her, because she is the Master's daughter, and a daughter is all the house permits her to be.
The year of the golden dragon is approaching. With it, the storm keeping two continents apart dies. In this one year, her gift with languages makes her unignorable, one of the most important people on her coast. Spice, Silk, Ideas and diseases all flow over on merchant ships. In this storm, the printing press comes too. Heretical words and a stamped book, which will inevitably lead to a revolution no individual can stop.
What to expect: epic fantasy of the printing-press moment. A protestant Reformation with real magic underneath it. The magic system runs on historical linguistics: reconstruct the dead parent language from its surviving branches. Historically, this is based on the real diffusion of languages and the reconstruction of Proto-Indo-European. Politics, love, trade, merchants, and a church that owns the economy and the calendar. Memorable characters, love triangles, soft moments, and a slow burn, unstoppable tragedy.
The companion site, with audio and text, lives at worldfall.ink.