You know the feeling when the ingredients all went into the cookie dough properly [cold unsalted butter, right consistency] but the pastries ultimately just didn't work for you? I spent the better part of the last minute trying to come up with a good analogy--and likely failed dismally ;( In any case, what I am attempting to convey is that the book I just finished this morning had the right components, but holistically, it didn't work for me. And I also feel that there was a goldmine of good ideas[ingredients] that just needed to be expressed[baked] differently.
In a city of daimons, rigid class lines separate the powerful from the power-hungry. And at the heart of The City is the Carnival of Souls, where both murder and pleasure are offered up for sale. Once in a generation, the carnival hosts a deadly competition that allows every daimon a chance to join the ruling elite. Without the competition, Aya and Kaleb would both face bleak futures—if for different reasons. For each of them, fighting to the death is the only way to try to live.
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