In a world of magic and bloodlines, where the strongest families surpass ‘witch’ and call themselves ‘Artists’ instead, where marriage is considered paramount to the survival of the Arts, where a magical pilgrimage is about to begin and another civil war is brewing, sometimes a (found) family is
a southern girl with an Art of the Mind, raised by her mother’s non-magic best friend, stubborn and so not prepared to be the Mom Friend or all this bullshit about how romantic love is ‘the most powerful kind of magic’,
a happy-go-lucky Japanese boy who seems to be on this pilgrimage purely by accident, or maybe he was just in the right place at the right time (funny, that keeps happening),
a necromancer, heir to one of the most powerful families in the nation and very traditional except oops he might have accidentally just magic-married someone he really shouldn’t have,
another necromancer who would much rather just work with plants, thanks, and also seems to be on the run from either a cult or her mother,
a blind black girl who can sing magic and is either the strongest witch anyone has ever seen or is growing her own Art, something that’s supposed to be impossible but she’s doing it anyways,
and a dancing witch who is just trying to keep up.