COPPER TRAP, GOLDEN DOOR

Archivist Benjamin has spent his life cataloguing the past. He didn't expect the past to start cataloguing him. It begins with a structure that should not exist — a tower never meant to rise again, returning not in brick, but in policy. Few notice. Fewer survive noticing. Prometheus didn't think it theft, but a right to capture the eternal fire. He failed. The builders who came after him didn't stop at fire. They built a gate, and they have been opening it in the shadow of night for longer than recorded history admits. Now Benjamin holds the only thing standing between a forgotten conspiracy and a nation that's run out of time to remember: a compass that may be the last honest thing left pointing true north. Lily is already fighting a war he doesn't understand. The Seven have been waiting a very long time for someone like him. What was once dismissed as conspiracy now looks like architecture without the theory. Can Benjamin trace the hidden hand before it finishes what Babel began — or will he become another name swallowed by the gate? This is the story of the few who answered the beckoning.

Pages: 330, Paperback, Wilder Publishing House