secondof_november
Hill, god of Silong, the underworld labyrinth of shifting stone and shadow, has always been a quiet figure beneath the notice of the sunlit realms. Easter, god of Alonaw, the boundless ocean of glittering tides and coral cities, has always seemed his opposite-bright, untamed, and endlessly moving. But when a rift tears open between Silong's depths and Alonaw's waters, they are forced into an uneasy alliance.
In the search to mend what was broken, shadow learns the rhythm of the tide, and light discovers the solace of the dark. Somewhere between peril and peace, the boundary between their realms, and their hearts begins to fade.