On Halloween, a strange carnival comes to town. The gates open at sunset, and the attractions are all one of a kind: faery magic under the big top, masked demons on the midway, carnies greeting crowds with sharp-toothed smiles. Those who go and come back
‘Traitor’ or ‘revolutionary.’ These labels are two sides of the same coin, just as ‘hero’ or ‘villain’ depends on the point of view of the person telling the story. These are obvious concepts when spelled out in clear cut settings. Because
Lace.Leather.Open collars over exquisite collarbones.A single red drop on paper-white cuffs.From the brocade extravagance of the Unseelie courts to the ubiquitous leather of supernatural detectives to the old-fashioned good taste of wealthy vampires—we
Human beings—the undisputed top of the food chain, the long-standing masters of planet earth. Or are we? What may be crawling out of the sludge to take our place? What monsters have we created in our labs, factories, and our very own genetic code? In th