Child Goddess Edana wants to break the cycle. Thirty-two times was enough. One more cycle, and she would be trapped in Tempus forever. Each time she tried to tweak the threads, nothing worked. In anguish, she watches as the world she’d created burns to cinder again.

Thousands whom she birthed are dying. Their cries echoed in her sleep. Bodies lie in ice chambers of the undying. Where did he hide them?

One day, she caught a boy climbing her tree. He is different from the rest - bright eyes, curious, and rebellious. Is he the key? Can he save her and her people?

Anna Jia Ying wanted to rewrite everything. Living in Shanghai was hard enough on its own. Even tougher for a woman in her mid-thirties stuck with an autistic son, and a gay artist fake husband. 

Throughout her life, she had always wanted to live abroad. The plans were underway; a semester more in University and with her white boyfriend by her side, her dreams were coming true.

Why did she say ‘yes’ to her toxic girlfriends and drink that cocktail? Why didn’t she abort that child?

Now, ten years later, on a dark and stormy night, the emergency flood calls were ringing. Ah Ma was stuck in her village home by the sea, and Jia Ying had to get to her. Piling her small family into a borrowed car, she drove through high winds and fallen traffic lights.

Something flew and crashed into their windshield.

A boy. An American white boy. Features so identical to hers, except better.

And when he opened his big green eyes, tears ran down his cheeks.

“Mommy,” he cried, and hugged her.