Oft have I called to Vikaldr, the Gray Father, but the Long Night drinks all pleas. Perhaps he listened in silence. In that emptiness, I took my place in the shieldwall.

I stood.

Without hope. Without light.

But I stood.

I have seen my kin on the pyre, seen the oathstones cast aside. Madness. Men swore false oaths with clean hands. Knife-hearted women spoke of love. The hearthfire—a memory.

But I stood.

I remember my kin—those men of war who came before me—iron-blooded fathers who looked past the veil. I hold to their path in the Long Night. The world mocks my oath.
Still I hold.

Where now is the place for the man of honor? For the true shield-brother?

I am Fjolvak Ice-Eyes. The Aions have cursed and gifted me to see, to know. I am the truth-speaker, though the blind curse me. In the Long Night, all things rot. And men flee truth like wolves from fire.

Hear my tale, if you will. I do not speak to please. I speak because I have looked into the void. And I have seen what comes.

And I stand.

He has everything, they tell him. He should be happy, they tell him. Yet the narrator of this tale is haunted by memories and dreams that won’t let him rest. With a house, a car, a wife, and kids, he should feel fulfilled, but every day he wakes up feeling like a failure—a man who traded the mythic path for the feeding trough. As his crisis deepens, he spirals down a dark road of damnation until a chance passage in Moby Dick reignites his determination to find purpose at any cost. To pursue his white whale, he must cast much overboard, but how much is he willing to risk for a childhood dream?

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Herman Vanth, a reclusive author, finds his insular world shattered by a cryptic call from an old friend. Thrust into a labyrinth of arcane swamp legends, DMT experiments, and ancient ruins, Herman’s journey becomes a haunting descent into realms of hell and madness. As he uncovers the threads of a dark conspiracy tied to South American temples and Babylonian myths, Herman is forced to confront the festering shadows within his own soul. His quest for truth morphs into a profound reckoning with his deepest fears and desires. The Babel Project is an enigmatic exploration of reality and myth, where haunting introspection intertwines with startling revelations, leading Herman Vanth to confront the most formidable adversary of all: himself.

Have you ever felt an overwhelming longing for something indefinable? Homesick for a place you’ve yet to find? Welcome to the Dreaming.

In Lilacs from the Dead Land, the narrator’s mundane existence is disrupted by a mysterious woman who seems to embody an elusive dream. Drawn from his ordinary life into a mythic landscape that overlays his reality, he hears the call of a distant mountain. As he navigates this surreal journey, he confronts profound questions of identity, memory, and the nature of Sehnsucht—a deep, often unnameable yearning that haunts the human soul.

Blurring the lines between the tangible and the fantastical, this novel invites readers to delve into the depths of the human psyche and the enigmatic nature of the Dreaming. Lilacs from the Dead Land weaves together myth, philosophy, and cultural reflections, leaving a lasting imprint on those who venture to look behind the curtain.

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He’s done. Ready to end it all. But before he goes, there’s one last thing to do—clean up the disaster of an apartment he’s been living in. A random book, a long-forgotten list, and a single decision to “just do something” begin a journey he never saw coming. The Doomer is the raw, unfiltered journal of a guy stuck in a loop of self-doubt and dead-end days, struggling to break free and find something real amidst the crushing weight of modern life.