'Her eyes and hair glow like the sun, yet hold none of its warmth.'
Nike knows what it feels like to have your soul crushed - ground to pieces like broken glass. But now with the only light in her life long since dead, she's become an emotionless recluse, an unbreakable shell to protect what little feelings she has left. She's determined to keep her heart locked away, even if she has to die to achieve it.
So when she does die, and wakes up in a tree in the middle of a gloomy forest, how will she fare? Especially when she meets people that want her to open up more than anything.
What will crack first? Her shell or her sanity?