It's A Raymond Chandler Evening
It's a Raymond Chandler evening
And the pavements are all wet
And I'm lurking in the shadows
'Cause it hasn't happened... yet
-- Robyn Hitchcock
It's a Raymond Chandler evening
And the pavements are all wet
And I'm lurking in the shadows
'Cause it hasn't happened... yet
-- Robyn Hitchcock
White Noise -- For as long as there have been humans to tell their stories, there have been the fae to fire their imaginations. Then, at the turn of the 20th century, in a country already staggering under the weight of a dozen different populations, the fae seemed to go mad.
Drafting/Background
Unknown
Starlight -- He's just a boy. She's just an alien.
First pass edits/Background
Unknown
Mistress of Mirrors
Submitted to Fireside
Hell Caster
Submitted to Tor