Elowen Mire is the last baker of Nocturne Abbey. Every dusk she walks the fogged, gothic streets with a basket of black-rye bread, knocking on doors for monsters who never eat. Vampires watch from balconies, liches write down her steps, and the gargoyles move when she isn’t looking. She bakes out of hope, but the Abbey is counting. Each night her basket gets lighter, and the bread she brings home smells less like grain… and more like her.
