Tethersong

Every oath spoken in Vaelith becomes a literal thread holding the floating city aloft—and someone is cutting them loose. Lira, the youngest vow-weaver in a generation, can feel each severed strand like a wound in her own voice. With the city lurching toward the abyss below, she must trace the unraveling to its source: a forgotten ruler who devours identities to fuel his return. Her only ally waits in the deep dark, wreathed in cinder and hunger, demanding a price she may not survive paying.