The raft drifted closer to the sandy beach...Only now did Billy and Tommy notice the remains of past travelers strewn across the sand. The boys knew that what they had to do wasn't going to be easy. Gripping his makeshift oar tightly, Billy thought to himself, "If it was easy, then it wouldn't be much of an adventure, now would it?"
"In this world, magic and daily life depend on ambrosia, a mystical form of honey. Buildings are painted in rich blues and turquoises, the typical dwelling hang spices and birdseed at their doors with lamps powered by ambrosia. Translucent windows made of Eadi's wax will glow faintly, humming with magic."