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Slow Heresy by David Jonesy
The city floats above a hungry white fog. Engines roar, chapels burn incense, and everyone pretends the deep below is a mindless force that can be tamed with rules and routines.
He knows better. Unfortunately, so does it.
Once a simple contract fixer, the man now called the Broker was dragged to the edge of the world and lowered toward the Fog Mouth, a molten interface where the city steals power from whatever sleeps beneath. Hanging over the abyss, ribs cracking under impossible pressure, he asked the one question no one wanted on the record:
If we
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Slow Heresy by David Jonesy

The city floats above a hungry white fog. Engines roar, chapels burn incense, and everyone pretends the deep below is a mindless force that can be tamed with rules and routines.

He knows better. Unfortunately, so does it.

Once a simple contract fixer, the man now called the Broker was dragged to the edge of the world and lowered toward the Fog Mouth, a molten interface where the city steals power from whatever sleeps beneath. Hanging over the abyss, ribs cracking under impossible pressure, he asked the one question no one wanted on the record:

If we choose to stop, will you.

The deep did not answer in words. It changed its habits instead. Now bite patterns shift to match his sense of fairness, Shears flare where greed is thickest, and the city's most sacred numbers refuse to behave unless he is in the room.

The tower calls him an Anchor. The heretics call him a hinge. The councils call him a useful accident, as long as he sits quietly in their listening chamber and lets his ribs hum on command.

But the more he tells the truth about what happened at the Mouth, the more the city itself begins to rewrite the story. Children turn his question into a game. Chapels turn it into a half forbidden prayer. Elders steal it and carve it into doctrine. And somewhere deep below the ribs, something that does not think like a god is learning from every choice he makes.

Caught between:

  • A ruling Order that wants to turn his suffering into a clean equation
  • A guild that wants to turn his heresy into policy
  • A rising whisper of street heretics who think the fog might be listening for them too


...the Broker has to decide what he is willing to break to keep the city honest. Its ledgers. Its chapels. Its precious sense that the world is fair, as long as the right people freeze in the dark.

If the deep has started to prefer his kind of justice, then every compromise he signs could become a weapon. Every refusal could become a storm.

In a tower that tries to turn people into variables and pain into tidy graphs, Slow Heresy is the story of one man who walks into the equation with his eyes open and his teeth gritted, determined that if the city is going to write him into its math, it will have to write his doubts too.

Perfect for readers who like quiet, clever revolution, sentient systems that do not care about humans yet keep learning from them, and protagonists who would rather rewrite the rules than wear a hero's cloak.


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