This place built the city. It built the nation. The empire. All of it. This is power. This is where the histories are. This is where the great philosophers are. This is where the secrets that arm our soldiers are written. This is where the next secrets will be found... All books, no matter their binding, will fall to dust. The stories they carry may last longer. They might outlive the paper, the library, even the language in which they were first written. But the greatest story can reach the stars . . . Evar has lived his whole life trapped within a vast library, older than empires and larger than cities. Livira has spent hers in a tiny settlement out on the Dust where no one goes and nightmares stalk. The world has never noticed them. That’s about to change