Fictional Worlds

The Lightning Road cuts far across the Cosmos, a streak of dazzling gold amidst the star-studded void.

This variation on the elixir of life pairs the flavour of roasted roc with the medicinal potency of the philosopher’s stone. But buyer beware: this dish isn’t for everyone.

Santa goes down the list, pushing the team relentlessly across the black. Little girl after little girl, little boy after little boy, absent, vanished into the emptiness of the old, dying, dead uni…

Ellie Mathieu can tell when the Big Easy arrives by the smell of its engine.

In summer, the crack on the windowpane would align perfectly with the horizon, right around 2 p.m.