City of Roses Book-shaped collections of the story so far, available wherever fine book-shaped objects are sold.

She will cross each sign at its zenith. She is the morning that climbs into the sky and the rose that arises from tears. Her throne is a high mountain and from there the sky of light is beneath her feet, and her diadem the stars.

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