A shepherdess seeks the truth of who she is, while a bard seeks the truth concerning his faith. Often, reality is not what one expects.
Found in the sands of the desert when she was only newborn, a shepherdess named Livid is oddly colorless, and to most who see her, she seems dreadfully ill. Being a foundling, her past is a complete mystery. The only clue to her true origins is a reoccurring nightmare of a vast, black, and turbulent sea. As the story opens, Livid’s terrifying and yet familiar dream is suddenly enlarged by new and even more bewildering scenes.
Meanwhile, far to the west, a bard named Curesoon has been seeking to find his family. After the death of their fourth child, his wife vanished with their remaining sons. Thus engaged in a search to find his family, the lonely bard sits on the edge of the black bog of Miremurk where he makes ready to enter. Dark tales have been whispered about the place, and though he has tried to dismiss them as fables, a tiny sliver of fear tells him that there may be more truth to the rumors then he cares to admit.
With his first step into the shadows of Miremurk, Curesoon unknowingly embark upon an adventure that will draw in many, including even the gray-maiden named Livid.