The Ember Blade (The Darkwater Legacy, #1)

by Chris Wooding

It beggared belief that this could happen in a civilised land, that thousands of people could just disappear, with hardly a murmur from those they’d once lived alongside.

Right and wrong were just a matter of perspective. Stories and histories changed depending on the teller. Justice was an illusion. All that mattered was what you believed.

There were no heroes or villains here, or anywhere. He was just a man, flawed as the next, and he made his choices like the rest of them. Whether they were good choices or bad was a matter of perspective.