PrologueChapter Ø: An Evil Wind
“Phobos is close.” Caligo looked up at the light trickling through the leaves. The forest was quieter than usual. The sun had been down for hours but the heat still made the comfort of his bed feel like a sick joke. Sleep wasn’t coming to him tonight.
His bedroom became a place of paralyzing fear this time of year. The shadows cast by the tree in the red moonlight looked like tiny dragons climbing the wall, jerking and clawing when the wind moved the branches. When he was younger, he hid under the blankets with the stuffed rabbit that had since faded into a pale baby pink. His mother gave ragged thing to him out of habit every night when she tucked him in. He let it fall to the floor as he snuck out of bed.
Tonight was his first time crawling out his window into the tree that once frightened him. A milestone, he thought. He climbe
Vorago Synopsis Once a bustling tradeport, West Sinai has become a ghost town haunting the outskirts of Vorago. It exists near the border of a lifeless desert that was the industrious kingdom of Tharsis before the Eruption. With the city slowly crumbling beneath the boot of a brutal crime syndicate, a new drug appears on the streets that threatens to create an army of ancient monsters long since forgotten by an irreverent culture. The last hope the people have lies with eight ancient deities called Xian. These immortals embody the cardinal directions of the compass and have protected humans from countless horrors throughout history. Each one of them is a hero in their own right, but has a dwindling number of worshipers. No one has seen or heard from the Xian since the eruption of Mount Dirge that damaged the moon and leveled Tharsis seventeen years ago. Many feel that their gods have abandoned them. One small time drug dealer’s cryptic connection to the Xian will ultimately decide i