A delicate horror-scifi that will infect you and take you over.
A would-be-not nonbinary Messiah in a far-future empire protected by angelic mechas.
Alchemy of the streets.
Then make it queer, make it magic, make it gods-damn brilliant.
A drag-queen, mistress of the magical Glamour, is convinced to take on an apprentice.
I should probably be worried about how quickly Greaves had me nodding along with the horrific things going on in this book…!
I am shocked. SHOCKED!
Would you risk an empire to set a demon free?
This is, genuinely, like nothing I have ever seen, read, or heard of before.
Sometimes a book is simply perfect.
Anderson’s Tinderbox retold as a queer epic fantasy – I much approve.