In the Sovereign's Lament — a vast drifting hulk so ancient its inhabitants have forgotten it was ever a ship — Jael scavenges alone in corridors no one has mapped. A gleaner by trade, a heretic by temperament, she descends into the unmapped dark where dead warships fused together centuries ago and pale things watch from the shadows. When a child follows her into the deep, survival becomes something more complicated than coming back alive.
