the riddle of flesh
the old gods are dead, magic is fading, and mystical creatures are quickly becoming mere legends, but adventurers still have to make a living
navigator blues
most spacefaring civilizations are isolated by the unimaginable void of space, except for the occasional visit from some ragtag wanderers who’ve learned the trick of ignoring spacetime
the erotinomicon
in a dark near future megacity, an eldritch historian leaves her studies to fight an extradimensional invasion by forging an unsteady truce with one of the uninvited