The Berth of My Autumn. Balancing on the Edge

When the blackness of the soul of the person next to you sweeps over you like a wave—drowning you in chaos and darkness, crushing day by day—you look into the eyes that once you loved and no longer see any light. The world no longer feels safe. You have to grow claws and fangs, roll up your sleeves, and fight for yourself and your life. But Lera couldn’t have imagined that, barely escaping one circle of hell, she would inevitably end up in another—where the stakes are higher, and missed hits can become fatal.