Read Starlight Over Detrot with me.

The story is about.

Monster attacks. Crime. Illegal hallucinogens made from electric fruit.

They say things didn't use to be like this. They say things were different, before Luna came back 60 years ago, but Detective Hard "Hardy" Boiled of the Detrot Police Department has never known any world other than that demarcated by the seedy streets of his beloved decaying metropolis; a world in which the coroners sing and dance, surveillance bugs have personality disorders, and the Chief of Police is a scarier entity than most of the eldritch things the city attracts.

The grey unicorn who turned up dead outside the posh High Step Hotel seemed like just another case, but her missing horn is the pointy tip of a very large and nasty iceberg. It's up to Hardy and his friends - a rejected monster hunter, a psychic cab driver, and an underground antiques heir - to find out what’s going on in an investigation that promises to stick more than a cupcake into the very eye of Detrot.

Especially if Hardy has anything to say about it.

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Tuesday, April 6, 2021

Flying Iron

 act one chapter seven 


The cart didn’t have a name, but a permanent stain of vegetable lard on the cement and the hoof-traffic worn pavement in front demarcated the zone between Flying Iron’s territory and the gangs. They respected him because he fed them - and because if you fought, screwed, or dealt near his stand or the nearby picnic tables, you quickly learned about an extension of his special talent; specifically that he could hit a pony upside the head at fifty paces with a pot of boiling grease. Never a pretty sight.

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