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John
The Investigator
He lost his light, so he went looking for the door the dead walk through. Two hundred thousand souls read what he finds. He has never found her.
The watched
The Souls
Five figures move through this story. You are told only what you may safely know. The rest they keep — and one of them keeps you.
Glonging
Grace
The One Who Wants a Home
Four foot eleven and unbreakable. The streets taught her to survive; they did not teach her where to belong. That word — home — is the one thing that can undo her.
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Rob
The Detective Who Stopped Trusting His Own Mind
He answered a phone call from a boy who was already dead. He has been trying to un-hear it ever since. His lawn is a garden of symbols.
Dvoz
Daemon
The One Who Keeps the Ledger
It has no gender and no mercy — only patience, and a stage. It calls the plays. It has already written a part for you, though you will not read it until the end.
Lilly
The Light
A girl with hair so dark a shadow seems to lean over her at all times. She is the reason for everything. She whispers only three words that matter.