The Malosian domain spans most of a galactic arm, where it has ruled for ten thousand years in idyllic peace and prosperity. On a mission of coreward exploration, research vessel Promethea frantically looks for the source of an unfamiliar signal from a forgotten star system. What they find propels the crew on a desperate undertaking that will stretch them to their limits, and perhaps even shatter their way of life.
Most people donât know that their dreams are realâthat when they dream, they create and populate a pocket reality that others can observe and participate in. Changelings walk among people to protect and sustain their dreams, but they donât always succeed. Sometimes nightmares invade, and the dream realms are the battlefield upon which they engage in endless skirmishes. What happens when changelings uncover a plot that calls their entire purpose and existence into question?
Back when âghost townâ didnât mean abandoned, there was a posse of cohorts who knew how to run spooks outa town. These exorcists used weird inventions, religion, and even some psychic stuff. When it got thick, they always made it look easy . . . except for that one time . . . that time they went to Ferrisburgh. So I guess what Iâm askinâ is: âWho you gonna telegraph?â