Tanya was born a null in a city that has no use for the grey-skinned.The council leaves the nulls the work nobody else wants.Scavenging the Deadwood's edges. Hauling toxic refuse. Dying young.She survives the only way a gutter rat can.Quietly. Carefully. Invisibly.Then her little sister Lenka starts coughing white sparks.Magic. The one thing the Greycoats hunt. The one thing that gets children dragged into the black Armory and never seen again.Tanya has timed the courier's route eight times.Twenty-three minutes, door to door, through a blind spot on Bell Street where two gas lamps fail to meet.One stolen satchel. One stolen map.Enough, maybe, to buy a dying girl one more season.But the scar on Tanya's hand aches like it knows something she doesn't.And the bark-grey mark spreading up her arm is not a scar at all.It is the Deadwood, taking root in her bones.When the theft goes wrong and the Greycoats close in, even her oldest friend turns cold."You're full of shit, Tanya," Dmitri says, his eyes already on the door that leads to his salary, his future, his way out of the slums.She has always planned to die old, somewhere far from Krasny Kamen, where the air doesn't taste of iron and regret.But Lenka's sparks are getting brighter.The Greycoats are getting closer.And the prophecy buried in that stolen map names a lost heir, a withered crown, and a price written in blood.Now the girl who survives by staying invisible has to decide what she'll burn to keep her sister breathing.Because in a kingdom where magic is a crime, the only place it's allowed to live is where it goes to die.Where Magic Goes to Die is a dark, haunting YA fantasy about a lost heir, an ancient prophecy, forbidden magic, fierce sisterhood, brutal sacrifice, and a broken crown waiting to be reclaimed.Perfect for readers who love dark YA fantasy, fierce sister bonds, morally grey heroines, slow-burning rebellions, and worlds where survival costs everything. A gripping standalone fantasy.