How I Broke the Sky

Nikos was having a bad day. Not an ordinary bad day, but a ‘your-wife-burned-alive-in-a-spaceship’ kind of bad day. Space travel is murder. Every time a ship goes up, the cosmonaut inside it dies. Why? No one knows, but that’s the way it has always been on New Amith. Nevermind that people from the sister planet of Shan can zip through outer space with no problem. Getting answers to all of this means that Nikos has to dig deeper. It means following lunatic prophecies into catacombs of grief, insomnia, and, yes, some madness. It means uncovering a plot to end the world. And if the world does happen to end, it also means looking past the mushroom clouds to keep going. Because there is a purpose to all of this, there must be. There’s a reason a woman locked in a cell wrote on her wall: We Should Be Called Rome.