You can bury the past. Until it calls. Collect.The weather no longer behaves. Neither does the regime. Neither does Alaska Rainmaker. She rides the backroads as a bounty hunter - motorcycle, lasso, and a 'lightning spirit' that won't let her rest.Alaska and her detective father team up-reluctantly, then completely-with the help of their freedom-seeking robot sidekick to hunt a predator who wears the masks of history's most notorious serial killers. They dig deeper into the shifting cultural and political undercurrents of America, through a chosen family of misfits who refuse to be flattened: podcasters and revolutionaries, cosplayers and musicians, grandmothers and old-school cops, museum curators and fetish aficionados - lovers who can't quite quit each other.As they track the case deeper into the labyrinth, old wounds and older darkness start to look like the same thing. Alaska follows the threads of ancestral stories, putting her at odds with her father's need for hard evidence. That is, until the line between the two stops being so clear.Blending ancestral memory, cyberpunk aesthetics, climate fiction, and hard-boiled crime narrative, Maskwa is Indigenous futurism at its most visceral. It's a story of bear medicine and rainbow prophecies, of chosen family and shapeshifting identities, and of becoming brave in the twilight of empire, where the fight for survival and justice turns out to be, at bottom - a fight to remember what we never stopped being: related.Over 330 pages of Indigenous futurism, climate fiction, and heart-pounding rebellion.
