They say if you see one, it’s already too late. In the world of Even Half-Moons Smile, there is no name more feared—or more misunderstood—than Renati. Towering. Humanoid. Hairless. Their black, gold-eyed gaze sees more than it should. Their mouths stretch in unnatural smiles, hiding fangs that tear through myths and warriors alike. No one alive knows

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