“Because the Empire’s machines have choked the sky,” Lira said. “The gods are dying in their sleep. Their breath grows shallow. If we do not learn how to exhale for them, the world will suffocate.”
He opened the book.
The wind softened. The obsidian spires hummed. And far below, in the smog-choked cities, a child looked up and saw a single star blink into existence. el aliento de los dioses epub
It was not a star. It was a god, inhaling. “Because the Empire’s machines have choked the sky,”
“Because they are dreaming,” Lira replied. “And in their dream, we are a sickness.” in the smog-choked cities