THERE WERE TWO STORMS IN THAT TOWER.THE SECOND ONE HATCHED. Daxton Tanner lives in a house where somebody counts everybody out loud every evening. Lately he has been dreaming about a room made of glass, and a girl with silver-violet eyes who tells him he's new. Then Tidewalk starts rearranging its own hallways, and Morpheus walks out of a watch that was meant to be constant. He takes Tiffany. He takes her to a black stone tower in the sea, where the storm never stops and every landing is a test. Daxton goes up after her, and halfway down a falling tower something comes out of his own palm: lightning, then an egg, then Bolt. She is the size of a house cat, white and gold and crackling, and she turns violet right before she does anything.
Back home in Georgia, the Society sends an observer. Mr. Ignatius Crane has a gray ledger, a column for everything, and three umbrellas the goat is going to eat. And far to the east, at the top of a mountain nobody has ever surveyed, in a circle of clear sky inside a storm that never ends, somebody has been waiting for Daxton for a very long time. Book Six of The Eleagon Saga continues the story of friendship, courage, elemental magic, and the people who count us.
