She doesn't know where she's been, these last few years, or how she came by the scars that mark her body. She can barely remember who she is, a lot of the time. But Sasha knows Salvation Spring, the tiny nowhere town out in the middle of the desert that calls to her in dreams and haunts her waking life. Getting there is hard. But what she'll find there - and what the place will ask of her - will be much, much harder. Because the Spring isn't what it seems - far from it. And neither, for that matter, is Sasha. Not by a long way.