by Kirill Kolotilin
A paradise island in the middle of an endless ocean, home to tens of thousands. Yet almost no one here by choice. Three camps. Two castes — exiles condemned by the Empire, and those born on the island. One law: be strong — or yield to someone stronger. The price of weakness is death. Most of the island remains unexplored, shrouded in the shadow of the Mistwood. It answers to no law — it has its own rules. And for those who dare to enter, one thing becomes terrifyingly clear: death is not the worst thing that can happen.
