Chapter 1The Missing Light

The Tower of Lanterns never slept, and neither, lately, did Ione Marrow.

She counted the shelf again. Four hundred and twelve lanterns on the ninth tier, each one a memory donated by the citizens of Saltmere. Four hundred and twelve brass hooks. Four hundred and eleven lights.

Someone has taken a memory, she thought, and the idea was so strange that she said it aloud to the empty stacks.

She realized that something going to be happened that she never thought about it.

Once again,

The Tower of Lanterns never slept, and neither, lately, did Ione Marrow.

She counted the shelf again. Four hundred and twelve lanterns on the ninth tier, each one a memory donated by the citizens of Saltmere. Four hundred and twelve brass hooks. Four hundred and eleven lights.

Someone has taken a memory, she thought, and the idea was so strange that she said it aloud to the empty stacks.

She realized that something going to be happened that she never thought about it.