“She’s the adopted daughter of the Angel of Death. Beware of her. Mind her. Death guards her like one of its own.”
The day Fatima forgot her name, Death paid a visit. From hereon in she would be known as Sankofa–a name that meant nothing to anyone but her, the only tie to her family and her past.
Her touch is death, and with a glance a town can fall. And she walks–alone, except for her fox companion–searching for the object that came from the sky and gave itself to her when the meteors fell and when she was yet unchanged; searching for answers.
But is there a greater purpose for Sankofa, now that Death is her constant companion?
I’ve put off writing this review because I have no idea what to write about such a refreshingly unique story. Sankofa is living in an otherworldly nightmare she can’t escape, surrounded by death and destruction everywhere she goes.
This novella is short but packs a serious punch. Atmospheric and intense, every moment has meaning, and no words are wasted. Unpredictable to the extreme, I never knew what would happen next, so I was hanging on every word.
If you’re looking for something unlike anything you’ve read before, Remote Control is it.