The Serpent's Vengeance

Every day, the Sun must be woken. Every night, the Moon must be laid to rest. And between them, balance is everything. Mirri was born to tend the Sun. Nyra was born to guide the Moon. They were never meant to linger. Never meant to watch. Never meant to love. But at the edges of dawn and dusk, they learn each other's names. And with every stolen moment, the world begins to strain-days stretching too long, nights coming too late, light growing sick with longing. As mortals suffer and the Oracles begin to count the dead, something ancient stirs beneath the sky. A celestial Serpent, coiled around the world since its first dawn, wakes not in anger-but in correction. Love has broken the balance before. It will break it again. A myth of devotion and consequence, this is a tragic fantasy about love that refuses restraint.