District
Driftwood
The old harbor, where the fog rolls in and the truth rolls out. Warehouses converted to unlicensed Havens. Bodies maintained on the cheap. The smell of salt water and something worse. This is where the drift's marketing ends and its math begins.
Stories
Vignette
The Orientation
This short vignette takes place in the Stacks, the largest unlicensed Haven in Vesper, located in Driftwood. “So the first thing you need to know,” Danuta says, lighting a cigarette…
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Full Story
The Collector
A boy catalogues insects in the lots between the warehouses. He doesn't go inside the warehouses.
Madame ate the cricket headfirst. She always did. The forelegs came up — two green hooks, very fast, very exact — and took the cricket behind the thorax where the wings…
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