The desert of Neswan does not forgive. It remembers every footfall, every whispered prayer, every drop of water spilled onto its rust-colored sand. For a thousand years, the Sharmatet—the “Shadow Weavers”—had known this. They were the desert’s keepers, a nomadic people who carried their history not in books, but in the intricate knots of rope and the shifting patterns of their indigo-dyed cloaks.
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Months later, Varek came back. His green coastlands had been a lie—a mirage made of stolen maps. His people were half his number, hollow-eyed and silent. They stumbled into Neswan’s camp expecting ruins. The desert of Neswan does not forgive