The language in this is so beautiful and poetic. I am very impressed by Ranylt Richildis! I became lost in a good way...the elaborate descriptions and the way it was presented—original and skillful. It just took me someplace else. In a way it reminded me of Lovecraft, but in another way it reminded me of China Miéville. Wow. Here's a great example:
They dreamt, in that sleep, of colossal iron walls and green-and-brown mountains, of planets that could crush a sun, of booms that strip reason from minds. They dreamt of particles too small to be measured — to be known — which combined into ribbons that were spotlessly bright yet crimson-dark in the very same moment in time. They dreamt of things indefinite, interactive, and unobservable. They dreamt of a dogged and ceaseless spinning, and woke unnerved.
And Dominik Parisien is an excellent narrator!