Blessed be the Wicked (Dark Maji #2)

by Kel Carpenter

Chaos isn’t a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail, and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb, but refuse. They cling to the realm, or love, or the gods . . . illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is. But they’ll never know this. Not until it’s too late. ~ Littlefinger, Game of Thrones, Season 3, Episode 6

She’d never be like the rest of them. It wasn’t her power alone that made it so, but something inside her that, like him, couldn’t help but crave the chaos. Some people thought it a pit of despair. For some, it was. But for an even smaller number of persons, chaos was life. There was order in the disorder. A method to the madness. In the confusion, some found themselves and even fewer found something far more precious. Purpose.