Depths beyond all Colour.

Late at night, after long days of staring at a screen until my eyes burn, I’ve pictured the end of Mizu’s story a hundred times, but never with the weight it carries now.



So here it is: Book Three is underway. And with it, Mizu’s journey will come to an end.

The final chapter of her story is being written, and some stories don’t end with victory. They end with choice, and with sacrifice.

Mizu began as a survivor in a shipping container, eating rats and dreaming of oranges. She wasn’t chosen; she wasn’t special. She was just alive - barely. And angry , and tired. (like me, most days). But somewhere between the ruins and the deep water, between Mako’s cajoling and Fin’s steady warmth, between the lies of the Uppers and the ghosts of the ocean, she became something more.

She became ours. You’ve journeyed through the filth and the destruction, you’ve held your breath when she dived, and you’ve grieved with her. And soon, you’ll walk with her and ask yourself:

What does it cost to break a world that’s built on suffering, who gets to survive? And what happens to the ones who carry the weight of change?

In Depths beyond all Colour , the final book of the trilogy, Mizu navigates an evolving bond with Fin, Mako, and a body she no longer fully comprehends - its strange new powers both a gift and a mystery. She is changing. Not just from the choices, but from the blood in her veins - the legacy of her ancestors, the Sirhunue’s strength and instincts awakening in her bones.

Her skin shimmers in the dark, and her blood hums with forgotten frequencies. She hears the deep water calling as they swim north to the frozen Boba 9. And sometimes, in the silence, she wonders: Am I still human? Or am I becoming what they made me to be?

Dodging relentless dangers from the Reefclaw and Shadowdepth tribes and learning the truth of herself, she fights not just to survive but to end what began so long ago: to honour Umi’s sacrifice, to keep her promise to Fin and Mako, and to protect the people who followed her into the dark.

To destroy the Abyssal Eye, buried in the ocean’s deepest trench, where the light dies.
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