Gray tidings

I am the Old Crow, or T.S. Corvin if you want to be formal about it. I have spent the past 20+ years forging and molding an idea that came to mind when I was but a boy. My own fictional universe. This universe went through several iterations in my head, and about 20 years ago, I started writing things down. It was slow at first, since my strange brain tends to drift. But over the years, the foundation and pillars of an entire world began to take shape, and today I have a sprawling universe full of weird creatures, morally defunct people and governments, magic that is unequivocally tied to the nine moons orbiting the world and revered as gods, and a deeply rooted history of the world that ties it all together. This is the Fuguesong Verses, my greatest achievement and proudest creation.