Ashes of Man (The Sun Eater, #5)

by Christopher Ruocchio

A square of darkness framed in light, blacker than anything I’d ever seen, blacker than the stones of Annica, blacker than the Howling Dark.

The ugliness of the world does not fade, nor are fear and grief made less by time, nor is any suffering forgotten. We are only made stronger by its blows.

“Monsters don’t have doubts.”

“We are all the Emperor’s men,”

“It is only that some obey the man, and others the throne he sits upon.”