A series of astonishing things are happening in this imperial capital with a two-hundred-year history—some people are being purged, some mistakes corrected, some abandoned plans are being restarted, some people leave their homes and disappear from this world, while others suddenly receive secret orders, activated like seeds dormant for ten years and begin to move again...
And all of this is shrouded in the especially dense and long-lasting fog of the Fog Month in Typhon 739.
Earl Dule stands in his family's mansion, on the third-floor balcony, looking out through the wide crystal glass windows at the foggy street outside. Today's fog has slightly cleared, allowing him to see the scene across the street—the spire and porch of the St. Jerome War God Cathedral stand amidst the fog, but on this day usually reserved for worship, there are no civilians lingering in front of the cathedral.
