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She found her at last. Then the whole world froze solid.

For years Wren has chased a wake across the drowned coasts of Britain, always a season behind Rhea, the engineer she loved and lost to the deep. Now a letter brings her east into the fen-meres, the first Rhea ever sent in her name, and the long search ends at last in a place that truly holds her. Rhea is here. Not a rumour, not a days-old repair. Here.

Then the hardest freeze in fifty years comes down. The meres set to iron overnight, the water-roads close, the scattered island communities of the Mere-folk are cut off one from another, and Rhea is sealed on the farthest ey of all, a few miles off across the one black current the cold cannot still. For the first time in the whole search, the thing between the two women is not distance. It is stillness, and a country full of killing ice.

Wren has answered every distance of her life by moving. To reach the woman across the white, she will have to give up the chase, learn a winter that takes the impatient first, and bind a frozen country back together one tested mark at a time.

The Drowned Fens is the fourth novel of The Drowned Atlas, a series set generations after the floods in the world of the Tides of Tomorrow. It is hopepunk in the tradition of Becky Chambers’s A Psalm for the Wild-Built, Emily St. John Mandel’s Station Eleven, and Lily Brooks-Dalton’s The Light Pirate: a warm, cold-skied, character-first story with no human villains, where the sea and the season are antagonist enough and hope is a made thing. A complete story in itself, and a new chapter in the slow-burn search of two women charting a flooded world towards one another.

Perfect for readers who want climate fiction that chooses repair over ruin, community over collapse, and a sapphic love story told in longing, craft, and the patient work of putting a broken world back in touch with itself.