The Fifth Age

She chooses the smallest shrine in the smallest town: the temple at Dawnport Reef, beside the cellar where a boy once killed rats. 'Let the ages turn,' she says. 'The Fourth Age ended with the Corruptor unmade. The Fifth begins with an angel learning to be a person -- and the mortal who taught her how.' The world is quiet. The rats have gone home. It is finished, and it is beginning.