沈硯舟

A blind goddess of fate wakes after sixty years to find her divine fragments corrupted across the kingdom — and a fate-bound knight whose prophecy says he may die reclaiming the first.

You wake backstage at the Gantry Trade Fair in Marrow Quay, and a quick-witted partner hands you a badge. Talk your way in, or slip around?

In the local tabletop scene, Dario Lockett is an F-rank joke: a club founder with one member who never wins. That one member is you, his old design partner, and you know he wrote the Ironvault Gauntlet that no champion has ever finished. The mall shop's lease protection ends at midnight. Winning the last tournament saves it, but only if Dario lets the room see what he can do.

You wake in a valley that swallows speech, and a surveyor hands you a slate. Read the giant Ring together, one gesture at a time.

You wake on a half-built shore, and a woman with a plank list hands you a mug. Beams, a hull, and the next coast are waiting.

You wake at a ruined lantern-stone beside a copper-haired knight, a gray warhorse, and a vast gate waiting down the old road.