Field notes from a Dacian wolf-priest who has been running this continent longer than most of its languages have existed. A reader’s companion to The Memory Cartographer — Vodun, shapeshifters, East African cosmology, and the language the body remembers before the mind catches up. Free on Kobo.
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The Archangel’s Archive
Operational field notes from a KGB archangel who has kept records across centuries — and failed at detachment exactly once. Read free on Kobo.
The Goldfall Chronicles
Excerpt Book IV – Part III Elena Delange is back in London. What happens next, she did not see coming. The room freezes. Every eye flicks to my silk blouse, where delicate streaks of gold crawl down from my breasts, catching the overhead light. “You must be kidding me,” I snap. “Of all the moments,…
The Memory Cartographer – Book 0.1
THE MEMORY CARTOGRAPHER — BOOK 0.1 My Law at Their Borders Etymology, origins, and the before-files I.Ph. de Lange Before the memories, there is the woman who carries them. Book 0.1 — My Law at Their Borders — is the foundation file for The Memory Cartographer series: three fragments from Elena’s life before the fieldwork…
The Memory Cartographer- Book V The Alkebulan Chronicles- Part II
Chapter 22 Recovered Ritual isn’t something that happens only in temples here. The whole city throbs with it: festivals erupting into trance and song, women possessed by spirits, ancestors remembered with offerings, the boundary between the ordinary and the divine blurring in music, dust, and sweat. Nearby, Tarmo’s phones are arrayed like instruments. He switches…
The Memory Cartographer-Book V The Alkebulan Chronicles-Part II
“Where the gods keep office hours” Southeast. The destination is set. Now Elena does what Elena does best — research at thirty thousand feet, tea steaming, gods at the kitchen table. I find a seat in the main cabin—spacious table, panoramic window, high-grade leather. A discreet flight attendant approaches. “A device to research Benin, please….
The Memory Cartographer-Book V The Alkebulan Chronicles- Part II
“Where the gods keep office” Tarmo has always known exactly when to look. The belly’s glow doesn’t help. Tarmo sits in one of the plush chairs, his gaze fixed somewhere far beyond, adrift in private oceans. Karim hasn’t bothered challenging the master of the plane in his own territory. Fair enough, I think, wryly amused…
The Memory Cartographer-Book V The Alkebulan Chronicles- Part II
“Where the gods keep office hours” In the private cabin of Tarmo’s jet, somewhere over Mali, Elena collapses. What follows is not a dream. I press my palms flat against the tile, lower my head, and let the water wash over me for a while. But under the relief, the same question bubbles up—the one…
The Memory Cartographer 