Cutter Nyx
The Smuggler with a Grudge
Cutter Nyx was born into the Solstice Syndicate, but he never fit. He ran contraband, of course—meds, relics, black ink, relic pages—but he was never comfortable with bloodletting. He had a soft spot for the dying and the half-turned. Once, he smuggled a half-Awakened girl out of a Church lab. She died three days later, asking for a lullaby. He buried her with her burned doll.
That was the first lantern he lit.
Cutter didn’t call it a vigil. But when he lit the second one—after losing a friend to Sonohoka Syndrome—he began to understand. Ash was all that was left of truth once hope and lies were gone. And someone had to carry it.
Children
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