Welcome to my worlds. 

Many mainline travelers refer to mainline constellations like the Rowling cluster or the Stasheff binary, but this is a fiction. The only way to actually see a mainline constellation is to be standing in the aetheric void between mainlines in higher 3-D space and look down at the disk of the Now. The only way one can possibly do this is from The Aether Ship created by Professor Von Teasa, and it has no windows. The human eye couldn’t see anything outside of the mid-3-D range anyway, so why bother?

One of these mythical constellations is Mainline Book.  For millennia, mankind thought it was alone in the universe, and its stories tended to reflect that. As a result, the actual mainline designated as Book is the mainline where the most stories that humanity tells about itself can be found. Those stories are about the mainline book, but they have generated a twisting rope of mainlines that are incredibly similar to Mainline book, with the exception of one story which can most likely be found in the libraries of Mainline Book. I could keep explaining this, but you would just be going in circles saying the same thing. Mainline Book, being so human-centric, is thus the standard against which all other mainlines are measured, both in time flow and in history, at least as measured by humans. There may be Alien travelers of the Interweave, not that we have seen any, and they may use a different reference point, but all of my characters are Human… mostly, and since it is the Professor invented the system that The Book stole thousands of years before the Professor was born and taught t to everyone in my books… we are just going to go with that for now.

By the end of book three, William is living in Portland, Oregon in Mainline Book, which is not our mainline so far as I can tell. If it is, then my sister lives in a condo/apartment down at the other end of the hall.

Welcome to Frobisher Bay and the magical city of Iqualuit in the Provencal of Nunavut where the land is our strength. It is said that on a clear day you can see Mount Asgard, Mount Odin, andMountThor from here, though I must admit that I have been here hundreds of years and have yet to see a “clear day” such as that. As you step through the traveler’s gate, step lively. Many others from a myriad of magical worlds are waiting for you to get out of the way so they can come through. Don’t mind the rain that hits you in the face at first. It isn't really raining. It is a curse laid by an Arch Mage from millennia ago. Long ago they were going to have some visitor from the Hebrides and the Arch-Mage at the time thought they were too serious and full of themselves. That Arch Mage is long dead and no one knows how he constructed the spell so it can’t be removed. So the first time through the visitor's gate you get a face full of happy juice. It blends with the rain so no one ever notices it. Now brace yourself, the first time round the bend is always an awe-inspiring moment.

Across the horizon lays a vast rocky shore. Storm-tossed seas crashed against the shoreline but the storm never seems to touch the island itself. A dark wood and crimson tile covered walkway follows a graceful curve along the craggy edge of the bay to a walled city. The city gates are visible from this vantage point as great shining bronze doors as they glimmer improbably in the twilight of the sunless stormy sky. The most notable landmark from here is a strangely slender tower made of teal colored, rock. That is the tower of the Arch-Mage himself, who lives at the very top.  Though regrettably, the top of the tower is not visible due to the overlying cloud cover, you should see several more modest towers bristling around the base of his other brothers in Blue. Do you see it? its right over there just back and somewhat to the left of the main gates. Far to the right end of the city, You can see the bobbing and shifting hulks of what appeared to be large ocean-going vessels, though few of them seem rigged for sail. No doubt they are powered by the local “alternative means”. Closer to the docks you may see what appeared to be several warehouses and a vast rectangular building of many stone columns, smoking chimneys, and open fires. That would be the Hall of Alchemists…

What’s that?

My dear fellow, why would anyone ever want to do that?

Though I must admit there was that one who actually did accidentally transform his entire lab into gold. Total disaster, since the desk he was storing his reagents on, was then no longer structurally able to hold itself up. It collapsed and he blew out two floors, gold shrapnel everywhere. But I am getting off topic.

Nunavut is the fifth largest island on the planet. They have magical beings and students from all over their world who come here to learn from the old masters. Thanks to the Traveler’s Gate, Magical being from many other nearby magical mainlines are here as well. There are of course, the alchemists who study the inner workings of matter. They often work in close association with the quorum of the elementals. You can’t see them from here as they are near the volcanic caves. We have scholars of the Atharvaveda. TheDruidicForestis over there between the towers of thecollegeofMagesand the Gate of Archimedes.  Though, don’t call them Druids, in their language a “druid” is a small starling and they will laugh at you for a fool. They consider themselves to be the Scoláire Agus Spiorad so call them that if you want to seem worldly if you can pronounce it, that is. Near the Hall of Alchemists, you can see theTempleofTaoist Sages; no one gets along with them, least of all the Alchemists, that probably why the Arch-Mage put them there. Just over the hill behind the Arch Mages’ tower you can find the Mushkil Gusha. He’s a Persian known as the prophet Khidr or the “Green One”, and he is the patron saint of the Muslim holy men called dervishes. Except for the Mushkil Gusha whom they call the “remover of difficulties” the Dervishes are not  are not particularly magical, per se. I think they are just here to keep the Jinn and the Followers of the Sihir of Harut and Marut in line. Harut and Marut? That is a long story. Actually all of these are long stories. I haven’t even mentioned the Thakatha, the Sangoma and the Inyanga from out of Africa, the Mangkukulam and Mambabarang, the Kitsune-tsukai, and the Kitsune-mochi. I like the fox people but the snake ones make my skin crawl for some reason.

Anyway, when you get to the Doors of Archimedes you will need to speak to the guard named Stanchion, he will tell you the rest.  Enjoy your stay.

Not the necessarily the Deep Green, this is wherever Gaia decides to park her house. The Treehouse of Gaia is made up of three living Baobab trees surrounding a stone column. There are large steps that circle up to the main level. Walls and floors consist of interwoven branches and vines that Gaia can reconfigure to suit her needs. It is not perfect. When it rains, you get wet, but that is Nature for you.

 Where the Elders Gods gave way to the Titans. The Titans then gave way to the Younger Greek Gods, who in turn fathered the various houses of the Muses...Before the great war so long ago. the whole family line is discussed in detail in book two. The Deep Red of the Now is somewhat fascist. The Grand Matron Diana has used her control of the only pure blood living male muse to gain dominance of her world through the great game. Her secret Eugenics program to breed a new Male must is becoming quite frantic as her twin brother is not long for this world. His body is still quite strong but his mind is long gone. If she is to remain in power she needs a new male, and she knows exactly how to get one.

The Professor's homeworld is in the Orange, and this world is where The Ship was created by him. All of Science centers on The Ship and its creator the Professor Von Teasa. This is a world where the Civil war ended in a draw. Eventually, the four countries of the North American continent joined into the North American Union or the NAU for short. The Roman Catholic Church never existed.  Instead, you have the Israeli Hegemony which dominates almost the entire area once controlled by the combined empires of Alexander the Great and the Roman empire. With one notable exception. The Saudi Arabian Peninsula, right in the heart of the Hegemony’s territory. It is here that a secret war has raged for nearly a century.

But that was before the Professor discovered the Interweave. The big fish in that little pond of a mainline left to go swim in the ocean. He destroyedAsheville, left it a radioactive wasteland, and he destroyed the Hegemony by dropping a large asteroid on its capital city, but hey…. you can’t make an omelet without chicken genocide…. Right?

Once upon a time, the story of Anthem was written (by Ayn Rand), and then, after the story ended, a strange man arrived, and that mainline's history was never the same. This man had the plans to a time machine Not just any time machine though, THE time machine from the HG Wells Mainline. With it, Prometheus, his wife, and his twelve apostles.... er... I mean followers, traveled 1000 years into their own past, forcing their mainline to loop back upon itself and rewiring their history.

Because, Fuck Ayn Rand.

Around the Wheel of the Now, the Violet realms are also the most violent ones. Fortunately, in Mid -Violet The Black Vampires are already well into the Great Feast deep in space, so the Earth they left behind is a mined out dead rock in space circling a dying yellow-orange star. A perfect place for a new Avatar of chaos to set up shop where he is certain to be left alone.... or so he thinks. The other Avatar of Chaos has other plans, and she is more than his match.

This is not of the De Planetae series. It is a world divided. With the realms of Eidolon above and the Aphotic Terrene below, the Terrestrial is in constant conflict. A city dominated for two generations has grown lazy. A Serial Killer that drains its victims of blood, but leaves it at the site in a pool. A mysterious apartment in the oldest part of town that holds a secret. And a girl, who just wants to know why her father had to die.

From the time of the Sorcerers Rebellion, The Regents of the Universe of Calissei have ruled their world unopposed. Or so they would have you think. Their secret army, the Warlock Corp, is a group of highly trained, magically gifted, intelligence agents. Troubled youths with the Spark are recruited and made into weapons of the state and keep the rabble in line.

In a modern world dominated by a minority of magical elite, those without the gift of power will do anything to gain it, even sell their souls for sorcererous gifts that always come with too many strings attached. They endanger the world with their unholy bargains.

Hedge Wizards, born without the Spark, but armed with the knowledge of science have reshaped the world with their technologies that threaten to destabilize the status quo.

It is believed because it is taught, that this world suffered an asteroid impact which brought the mysterious element Unilpentium. This is the element that makes all magic happen. True, but also a lie.

The asteroid really brought UnilHexium, which transforms what it touches into unilpentium over time.

In this world, about 30% are empowered by unilpentium. That number has been steadily growing over millennia thanks to evolution. But that still leaves 70% of the population as unpowered victims. about 20% of that gains power through artifacts or making deals with otherworldly entities at great cost, but that still leaves 50%.

Fortunately, there are Hedgewizards. Natural laws still apply and through study over centuries the Hedgewizardly arts of "Science" has raised the standard of living for everyone, powered and unpowered alike.

So here we are, in a world analogous to the 1980's, where the magically powered 30% (wizards) dominate the world, the second hand magically powered 20% (sorcerers) try to steal the world from them, and the unpowered 50% just try to live their lives from day to day.

The Warlocks are the secret police of the wizard run government, waging a covert war against sorcerers and unpowered who try to disrupt the status quo.

The Warlocked series is going to be the stories of a warlock who got banished, and his attempts to reclaim his life. Told in the format of a grandfather to his granddaughter, to impart the message, "DON'T follow in my footsteps. I was an idiot and you can be better than that."