Echo Fort - Caroline Peckham

I’m a soul cast adrift on a tide of grief and lies. A clock ticking down the moments to my inevitable destruction, and all I can do is race towards it.\n The nations are caught in this endless battle for supremacy and it’s hard to see myself as anything other than a pawn in the twisted games I’m helpless to control.\n The Waning Lands are screaming, soaked in blood for so long that even the rivers run red with it. But those screams are whispering riddles that only some of us can hear, begging us to see the signs and listen to the meaning beneath the words we chant so obediently.\n What if there is something more to this war? What if winning isn’t what actually matters? What if our magic isn’t the thing that truly divides us?\n My heart is hardened to the wants of the world and all who