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An open manuscript and oil lamp looking out across a rain-dark valley at blue hour.

Traveler, let mespin you a tale.

Fiction writing with the depths of whole worlds behind it. Written for those that want wonder, adventure, and places worth returning to.

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Follow the rumours

No reliable account agrees on who Micah Lesk is. In one version he is a travelling singer who listens too well; in another, the account describes no man at all, only a lamp found burning beside a finished manuscript.

Perhaps he was there. Perhaps someone was. Until a more credible account survives, the name on the page will have to suffice.

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