books
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![[WIP] Prologue: The Wolf of Eidan](https://icarusblake.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/04/image.png?w=900)
Please enjoy this sneak peak of my current project. 14 Ignatan, 831 Saint The bells chimed midnight in Eidan, the city a shadow against the blackness of the new moon. The wolf waited beside the wastewater outlet, a dirty reddish torrent tumbling into the bay below. Gradually the water slowed to a stream, then a…
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I finished Rabid: A Cultural History of the World’s Most Diabolical Virus a couple days ago. It’s a book I was looking forward to, given how prominent rabies is in our culture and how intensely its intertwined in horror fiction and folklore — ranging from parallels with vampire and werewolf lore to influencing the behavior…
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The act of naming is strange. As a nonbinary person, I’ve been named a number of times — by my parents, by my friends. This blog itself is written under a penname, but the name I use when I publish is no less real than the names I use with my friends or family. In…
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I am eclectic by nature. My habit of picking things up off the ground, of taking any plant clipping offered to me, leads to a house full of curios. However, not all of those collected objects stay very long. Twice a year, I get an itch that says its too much. This urge to delete…
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First thing in the morning, I sit down at my desk. It’s sturdy — used by my grandfather, then by my mother, then lugged around from apartment to apartment by me. The light streams in through the window, casting rainbows on the floor as it catches on the prisms hung on the windowframe. The forest…
from the pen of icarus blake 