
Before the stars, he was only a man who prayed for rain.
Now Aethel holds a galaxy in his palm, and trillions worship him as God. When the ancient void returns to reclaim the light, the only weapon it cannot consume is the humanity Aethel buried long ago.
But every time he fights, he becomes more mortal. And a man's hands were never made to hold the sky.
A sweeping, tender fable about power, surrender, and finding rest in the One who truly holds the stars. Illustrated edition: 25 chapters, each opening with a full-colour painting. By Prestige A. Samuel.