Ar-Neit is a chronicle of an era of change, a story of war—but through the eyes not of a politician, not of a ruler, and not of a fighter, but of a naive girl. The one who searches for her place in a world that changes too quickly. The one who never chooses between two evils, but seeks a third path. The one who can’t chart routes on old maps and therefore makes her own road.
This world is spellbound.
Here, the raves—beloved daughters of the Original Elements—live alongside people; shakai-ar, descendants of the Ancient ones, hunt for others’ emotions and blood; in the crowd, unseen, roam the unrecognized vedars—dragons, phoenixes, unicorns…
This world is beautiful.
Here cities bear multicolored names—Green, Turquoise, Silver—apple trees bloom in the Far Reaches, and below the ground sleep ancient elven palaces abandoned a thousand years ago…
This world is cruel.
Here the young seek love, the ancient run from death, and fate brings them together on one narrow path—ties them firmly and watches with a mocking smile: what will you do now, dear ones?
This world is on the brink of war… it just doesn’t know it yet.