
by Perseus creed
In the Warrens, every step comes with a price. And Eymire is running out of currency. Eymire is a "Mover" a high end courier in the soot stained underbelly of the city who can do what no one else can: Blink. He can fold space, vanishing from one alley and appearing in the next. It’s the perfect edge for a man who moves things the world wants forgotten. But the "Jump" isn't free. Every time Eymire touches the void with a living person , it takes a piece of him in exchange. A first kiss. The smell of his mother’s cooking. The face of a childhood friend. To survive the cutthroat streets of Blackcairn, Eymire has balanced his ledgers by trading away his past, one leap at a time. When a job involving a mysterious shadow-creature goes scorched-earth, Eymire is plucked from the gutters and forced into a deadly double life. By day, he’s a bumbling apprentice in the glittering Upper City. By night, he’s a reluctant asset for the Golden Order, tasked with infiltrating the elite Arcane College to hunt a murderer. Caught between a government that wants to own him and a darkness that wants to wear his face, Eymire must learn to "aim the lightning" before he forgets who he was trying to save in the first place.
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