Somewhere in the world, a snail is crawling toward you. It is unstoppable. It is unkillable. Its touch is instant death.

Transform a willing creature into a walking, talking dish of food.

Three rings of entangled pearlescent stone, carved with words in an unknown language that tremble with improbable meaning.

Wherever probability leylines entangle, there is a chance, however infinitesimal, that suddenly a fully formed brain will Become.

Two things flow beneath the streets in rivers: sewage and information. It takes a discerning mind to tell one from the other.