Uppercrust
Uppercrust is a gloomy world. It is cylinder-shaped, shielded by a sky of unbroken glass, and capped by polar mountains. Its scarred sun gives a flimsy red glow, and The Stars That See All have shut their eyes to the peoples’ fate.
This world is also on fire. For a few hundred years, the surface has been changing to magma, creeping from the southern platecap. The world’s bottom is a glowing sea of molten slag; half of the old kingdoms and empires are gone.
On the bright side the seasons are milder now. Snow rarely falls below the mountain peaks; which is good, because snow brings radiation sickness. In Uppercrust, all winters are nuclear.
An iron ghost circles the Cylinder, beneath the glass sky; it comes round every few years, making tides. Torchbugs alone keep the sunlight-starved crops from dying. Cats and dogs have been hunted to extinction; monstrous Chimerics and Restless haunt the dark realms.
This is a lonely, doomed, unshining world. Bring your own light…
The Glass Sky
A solitary man rows his shell vessel across a frozen glass sky into uncharted wilderness, battling storms, starvation, and a legendary predator, driven by discipline and an unyielding will to push beyond the edge of the known world.
Fill the Dark with Silence
In a vast underground world of perpetual darkness, a master predator navigates by sound alone - until an organized pack of strange two-legged hunters turns the tables, forcing a brutal battle of wits, instinct, and survival in the echoing stone dark.
Nuclear Elves
A wretched flesh-eating ghoul haunted by multiple quarrelsome inner voices is driven across a frozen, endless cemetery by a pack of savage, starving dogs - only to find that the most dangerous thing in the lichyard may not be what the dogs have cornered him against.
The Sun Wound
A veteran father returns to his aged mother in a remote woodland homestead with warnings of approaching war. When catastrophe strikes the sky itself, the two endure a siege of cold, darkness, and dwindling hope - sustained only by love, old customs, and stubborn faith that the sun will heal.