Here's a recently written, spoiler-light excerpt.

Tugging on the Firmament she felt the edges of the wound tighten and press against the dagger. As cords of muscles deep under her skin found one another and rewound, the blade shifted up the wound track. Rosalin's eyes sprang open and she gasped, her world flashing into a uniform white. "You'll have to pull it out," she said when fuzzy shapes and a semblance of color returned to her vision. The words tumbled out through gaps in her clenched teeth. She pulled her other arm out of its sleeve and stuffed the heavy fabric into her mouth, biting down hard on it. "Do it!" Elias yanked the dagger straight out, smooth and sudden. Rosalin's head snapped back and her spine arched. The boat faded away around her and the waves hushed into a background whisper. She was an imprint in wet sand, watching the sky. Smoke from distant fires billowed across the deep black-blue canvas, blotting out constellations at random. From the beach, the din of pillaging was almost as quiet as the surf lapping at the pads of their feet. It was the first time they saw the ocean meet land with their own eyes. "So strong." Kaelis' ear was pressed against Rosalin's bare chest. "It hardly needs to beat." Rosalin squeezed the arm she had wrapped around her, pulling them even closer—the borders of their bodies tenuous, negotiable. Kealis' heart beat against Rosalin's shoulder as she counted its repetitions. "Are you nervous?" Rosalin teased, the moon hovered in her eyes as she turned her head. She followed the cool light as it streaked up and down the outline of Kaelis' neck, hips, and legs. "Recovering," she whispered, still feeling the jitters of the battle frenzy lingering at the tips of her nerves. Rosalin kissed her forehead and returned her gaze to the sky. "Rosalin?" She turned but Kaelis was still, her eyes closed with the remains of a smile decorating her lips. Her steady breathing tickled Rosalin's chest as she exhaled warm air. "Rosalin!" She looked back at the sky and squinted at the stars as they brightened. Each expanded, engulfing and merging into neighbors, washing out the dark. The beach became a flat plane of featureless white and, for a moment, she floated in that brilliant nothingness, naked and alone. "ROSALIN!" She opened her eyes, struggling against the weight of her lids. An arm was wrapped around her waist, keeping her upright. "Kae?" she whispered. "We're sinking! You need to mend this!"