The Boy Beneath the Burning Sky follows 12yr-old Corin into a struggle involving family, religious orders, and fallen angels turned dragons, where protection can threaten the freedom of those being saved. What was the inspiration for the setup of your story?

The starting point was the idea that dragons could be fallen angels who still remembered what they had been. I was interested in what that fall would do to them—their loyalties, their anger, their understanding of themselves—and what kind of world people would build around the consequences. Once kingdoms and religious orders began shaping the history of that conflict to suit their own purposes, the story had its larger framework.

Corin gave me a way to make all of that personal. He is twelve. He has a family, an inconvenient curiosity, and questions that the people around him would rather he stopped asking. He encounters this enormous struggle through people he loves and authorities he has been taught to trust.

That brought me to the question running through the book: how much of someone’s freedom are we willing to take away to keep them safe? I wanted that question to matter within a family as much as it mattered within a kingdom.

How did you develop Miren’s fierce protectiveness toward Corin, particularly the moments when her desire to keep him safe compromises his autonomy?

I built Miren through the ordinary details of being Corin’s older sister. She knows his habits, recognizes his excuses, and can threaten him and look after him in the same breath. Their humor mattered because I wanted readers to feel the relationship they had before understanding everything threatening it.

Miren is only fifteen herself. She takes on a responsibility that would overwhelm many adults, and she responds by trying to anticipate every danger. Keeping information from Corin can feel, to her, like carrying something painful so he does not have to carry it.

Her willingness to sacrifice herself grows out of that same instinct. She believes she has the right to decide what happens to her, but she does not always recognize how deeply her decision determines what happens to him.

I wanted readers to understand her fear and still feel Corin’s frustration. Her love is real, and the harm caused by some of her choices is real too. Part of her struggle is learning to trust the person she is so determined to protect.

What possibilities did magic involving stolen memories and names open for exploring consent, especially when rescue itself can endanger a person’s identity?

Memory made the cost of magic intensely personal. A character might survive an encounter and lose the memory of someone they love, or the experience that gave a promise its meaning. That leaves consequences a healed wound cannot resolve.

The possibility of surrendering a memory to save someone particularly interested me. What does that choice mean if the price could erase the relationship that made you willing to pay it? And how freely can anyone agree when they are frightened, threatened, or being told only part of the truth?

Names add another dimension because they connect identity with the claims other people make upon us. Someone who can reach you through your name may also believe they have the authority to decide what you should become.

That allowed rescue itself to become morally complicated. A rescuer can be sincere and still overstep. I wanted the magic to make characters confront the limits of their permission: what was actually agreed to, what was understood, and whether the person receiving help can ask for it to stop. Good intentions leave those questions very much alive.

Why was it important to give burial, food distribution, and children’s futures sustained attention after the story’s larger conflicts and ordeals?

Because those responsibilities are part of what the characters have been fighting for. People still need to eat after the danger passes. Families need to find their dead. Children need somewhere to sleep and some reason to believe tomorrow will be different.

Burial also carries particular weight in a story concerned with names and memory. Recording a name correctly, listening when a family corrects an official account, and making time for someone’s grief are meaningful acts in a world where powerful people have repeatedly controlled what gets remembered.

Food distribution makes authority practical. Someone has to decide who receives help, who gets heard, and whether the promises made during the crisis will survive scarcity and exhaustion.

The children’s futures mattered because they are the ones who will inherit whatever the survivors build. I wanted to spend time with that responsibility. A person who was brave in battle still has to learn how to listen, share resources, and keep showing up when the work becomes tiring and ordinary. That is where readers can see whether anything has truly changed.

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