Esqwith's Passing Place is a bar that sits on the edge of many realities and is part of none. It is a place people stumble into some times and tell stories. These are some of those stories. Stories of auguries cast in kitchens by Victorian arcanists. The last survivor of an end of the world. The sister of Medusa, in a charity shop in Cheem. A herder of books who was once someone else. The final proof of god on a world of endless sunlight. Men in Dark Tweed and strange things in the Thames. The divine Sibel in a goth club in Streatham. The infatuating Miss Maybe, Quizzels and how to Quiddle them. As well as other tales of nothing, hungry things and a tale that no man knows. Praise for the original novel Passing Place "...swimming in a rich sea of worlds..." "...creepily beautiful..." "...keep's you drawn into the web of the story..."