THE STARLESS SEAxHOWL'S MOVING CASTLE
When she becomes haunted by shadows & a mysterious stranger with eyes of fire, Augusta is forced into a desolate world she's only ever dreamed about, & must decide if she's willing to sacrifice everything to save it.
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ALT An Agent's Guide to: Between Fractures of Light
Adult Romantic Portal Fantasy
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When a shadow in the shape of a man haunts her and kidnaps her childhood best friend, Theo, Augusta’s dull life is shattered. Rescued from the shadows by a mysterious stranger with eyes of fire who reminds her of a past she can’t remember, Augusta is forced into an unfamiliar world she’s only ever dreamed about—a place where Darkness has consumed the Sun, trading ruin for power, leaving all who live there in eternal desolation.
As the line between the two realities begins to fracture, Augusta must decide if she’s willing to to give up everything to save this new world—even if it means sacrificing herself.
ALT Comps
The Starless Sea
Piranesi
The Book of Doors
Starling House
Howl's Moving Castle
strange world
queer rep
interwoven stories
lyrical writing
portals
falling stars
dramatic love interests
ALT The field was on fire. It swept over the flowers and tall grasses with ferocity, leaving nothing but smoldering remains and broken hope in its wake. Smoke filled the air, low lying like a blanket. The acrid smell of smoke and burnt flowers was suffocating. The flowers, which had once been beautiful and fragrant, transformed into ugly ash and malodorous fumes.
Still, Theo ran, the muscles in his legs burning and his lungs filling with smoke. He was a runner, in more ways than one, and he knew the fatigue that came from legs pushed past the limit. He should be able to run faster than this. The mechanical motion of his legs was hindered by a heaviness like lead weights tied to his ankles. He should be faster, lighter.
But maybe he had been running longer than he knew. He couldn’t remember what had come before. He had been spawned into existence, an apparition. There was nothing prior, only darkness and the cool touch of wet stone.