Mammoths at the Gates (The Singing Hills Cycle, #4)

by Nghi Vo

When the world has changed so completely, why should I remain the same? I cannot remain. I cannot stay.”

dreamed of her again, that little bird, shedding who she was so she might survive better. Sometimes, you cannot survive and still be who you were.”

Great love or great passion or great vengeance had created the neixin, so perhaps it stood to reason that great sorrow could change them again.