A is for Absence, Void open forever

B is for Bones, that keep us together

C is for Council, Protectors and Keeper

D is for Death, from Render or Reaper…

In the City of Bone, death is ever present. The Upper Kingdom is ruled by tradition, by the demands of the Gods for Offerings, by the call for flesh from the Bones. As the BoneKeeper, Wren has known her place and her role since birth.

For her, the living world is a bleak and colorless place; her only solace is in the memories of the souls she has Guided, where they tell her stories of...

A is for Absence, Void open forever

B is for Bones, that keep us together

C is for Council, Protectors and Keeper

D is for Death, from Render or Reaper…

In the City of Bone, death is ever present. The Upper Kingdom is ruled by tradition, by the demands of the Gods for Offerings, by the call for flesh from the Bones. As the BoneKeeper, Wren has known her place and her role since birth.

For her, the living world is a bleak and colorless place; her only solace is in the memories of the souls she has Guided, where they tell her stories of a time when the sunlight was vibrant, when every step didn’t have to be measured, when water was pure.

But the Earth is hungry, and the Sky demanding. The Bones are growing restless, and the Council is a poisoned well. Wren’s world is changing, her path diverging in front of her. If she leaves souls unguided, they’ll be sent to Silence forever, lost to memory. But if she bends to the demands of the Council, what will be unleashed? And who, other than the Bones, can she trust?