Kwi we kewe, ena toru we kewe.
The Temples have managed a fragile balance between the clan tiers, building a network of favor economics and spiritual debts: discord would only provoke the gods. Beneath all of this, however, beyond even the secret societies and cults which undermine their work, a group of clanless–the ImageMakers–bear a charismatic power over the island nation. Their ancient stories, Images, move inconstant wives, orthodox scholars, or assemblies of fishmongers–to whatever suits those who employ them. They draw their power from tellers of the earliest traditions, but also from names unknown to the priests or even their gods: Keets, LeeBai, Virjil, Elyott, Sing.
The first novel-length work in the ImageMaker series.
It was the only teaching he thought he understood. The others (admit it, admit it!) had escaped him entirely. Furenthe was what he would always be. Apprentice. Lata the Furenthe. Furenthe Imagemaker.
`And so he lowered himself down. What more can I tell you at this point? Do you wonder what he touched there? Do you wish me to describe the bottom of his well? Do you anger that I have kept you waiting so long to know? Seekers of ends are fools. ‘