Corti Lisenia has done everything right. She was top of her class, trained since childhood for the Skaikross Nexus, and the Nexus turned her down with a single word: denied. Now she spends her days in a hospice, reading aloud to a Deepforged miner who hasn’t opened his eyes in twelve years. Until, one day, he does. And the mentor who could restore everything Corti has lost has one final test for her. The answers were all waiting for her. All she had to do… was let someone die.
The miner’s son, Doremond Guraton, is an engineer with a stutter and a brother who settles every argument with his fists, the same brother who has just stopped paying for their father’s care. Doremond spends his days tuning machines for an illegal mine he’s learned not to ask questions about. Across the city, a boy named Spak, found as a baby in the roots of the great world tree, has outrun everyone hunting him. Then a stranger knocks on the hospice door, claiming to be his father.
On Arcelos, all magic is sound. A single corporation keeps 86 of every 100 resees the grid earns. A cult teaches that screams are weapons. And the people who can’t shape at all, the Soundless, are left to the slums. Somewhere beyond it all, a demigod named Fugue stands before a council of gods with three young lives as evidence, arguing that this world deserves to go on existing.
A girl chasing a vanished father, a son whose father has just opened his eyes after twelve years, and a boy hunted by a stranger claiming to be his: three fathers, one world built from sound.