About the book: year / Death's eyes are the color of a desert soaked in blood. Feel the divine power spreading through your veins, Hermione. Don't drown in the burning quicksand, rushing after the elusive tangle of secrets. Feel the bitter taste of ash on your lips. Having entered the palaces, which are darker than the bottomless eyes of Apophis, you will remain in them forever: there will be no turning back - the god of chaos and darkness will come for your soul.