Edgar Gallows is done with magic.

He left it behind when he left the abuse of his Academy, a deep-rooted institution where anyone can dedicate their lives to tapping into the source of magic - and all the pain that brings. Now he's found himself a quiet life in nearby New Orleans where he can focus on staying alive, pretty much alone, and relatively happy.

Scott Skylark Kaufner is losing his mind - literally.

Since being born a birthright with innate magic, he has had a dark and screaming void desperate to take over his body. A powerful madness that will render him unstoppable for as long as he is separated from the other half of the soul bond he was born into. Every day the cosmic oil spill swallows up more and more of himself, and there's nothing he can do but keep travelling from town to town and looking for an indistinct figure he only knows as Eddie.

Edgar and Scott cross paths in the dirty walk-in of a NOLA tourist trap. But this has happened before, hasn't it?

Something about this

feels familiar.

An asexual romance that searches for peace in the horror. The start of the end and the beginning of everything else. A story for anyone who knows how much could change once you remove a person from their pain. Once all of this is done, we can go to bed together and sleep in late tomorrow. I promise.