The old gods are dead. Fragments of dreams and ash scattered throughout the world. But Zerielle knows better. They were never gods, and she helped her kind realize that. Zerielle has been banished. Excommunicated from her family, betrayed by those she counted as her friends. She is alone in the world, holding onto memories of a home that has long faded away. But something is coming. She feels something stirring in the earth that hasn't stirred in millennia. And when someone from her past comes to ask for her help, will Zerielle be able to? Can she find the strength inside herself that she once had? If she doesn't, everything that's left may fade away.