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The color palette is confined to that of a Gustave Dore' engraving, greys and blacks, and subtle shadings of these rendered in harrowing crosshatches and highlighted with sudden glaring areas of nothingness, like splotches of vitiligo sent to haunt the dead with memories of what real light did to the eyes.

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The color palette is confined to that of a Gustave Dore' engraving, greys and blacks, and subtle shadings of these rendered in harrowing crosshatches and highlighted with sudden glaring areas of nothingness, like splotches of vitiligo sent to haunt the dead with memories of what real light did to the eyes.

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About Kevin Hearne

Kevin Hearne (born December 9, 1970) is an American-Canadian fantasy novelist originally hailing from Arizona, now residing in Ontario.
Hearne is the author of twenty novels published by Del Rey. These include the New York Times bestselling series, The Iron Druid Chronicles, the Ink & Sigil series, the Seven Kennings trilogy, the Tales of Pell (co-authored with Delilah S. Dawson), and the 2015 Star Wars novel, Heir to the Jedi.
Hearne is a graduate of Northern Arizona University. He was a high school English teacher in Arizona, lived for five years in Colorado, and emigrated to Canada with his family in 2017. He became a Canadian citizen in 2022.