Myths fade and epics return to dust.
In the Third Age, magic became a hidden legend. Elios, a "scavenger" who makes a living digging up historical fragments in the swamp city, is hired to find an antiquity. In the frozen "Tear Trail", what he found was not a stone slab full of inscriptions, but a "black teardrop" - a gentle and silent piece that filled his mind with scenes and sorrow upon contact. He witnessed the golden forest illuminated by twin moons, felt the sharp pain of the stars tearing apart, and even heard a desperate warning across time and space:
"They're back."
This is not the ashes of history, but the embers of fire that have yet to cool down. This piece of "Tears of the Watcher" is a living relic from the mythical war at the dawn of the world, a frozen moment and an unfinished responsibility.
Elios soon discovered that he was not the only one pursuing the teardrop: the mysterious organization "Gravediggers" who held strange silver bones and worshiped "silence"; the blind prophet who sang the song of resistance in the ruins; and even the earth spirit who fulfilled the contract of annihilation... Carrying this teardrop from the dawn, he was forced to walk from the foggy city-state to the Shadow Mountains, and go deep into the horror and glory buried by time.
He must learn to listen to the echoes in tears, piece together the tampered truth in the mythical war, and find a way to make the "echoes" ring again before the "Silver of Silence" swallows up all songs. Because the "they" the warning refers to never really leave. And that betrayal from ancient times is spreading quietly in this era of fading myths.
This is a vast epic unfolded from a mortal perspective, about how to protect the last melody before silence falls.
It's so beautiful. This book is so beautiful.