'From the first time our eyes met I knew that he would be my triumph, my saviour. My destined love.

Later he lay on the chapel floor, golden hair matted with gore, and the butcher was digging through his entrails.'

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Born in a small and superstitious village, Gustav is marked as an outsider from birth. The people believe him destined to rise after death and bring doom to them all, but is it really true? And what of Valdemar, the attractive young man who has just arrived at the village? When he gazes into Gustav's eyes, it's not doom that he sees, but a longing that must bind them for an eternity to come