Eostre has had a tumultuous existence, living in poverty until her drunken father fell into Lake Lucerne and drowned. She joined a convent, hoping for some direction, or at least a place to sleep and a meal eery day. She’s a quick study, but she finds the cloistered life frustrating and downright boring. The nuns don’t appreciate her capriciousness, either.
Her discontent is least of her concerns when a plague known as the Delirium arrives and begins killing the entire abbey. And the worst part? People keep dying one moment, then pretending to be alive and well the next.
Maybe Eostre is the insane one, but reality itself seems to be sick, unable to decide the proper course of history. Fleeting visions and nameless spirits visit her, urging her to choose the fate of the world, as if she has the power.
But… how? And, more importantly, what the hell is going on?
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