![The cover of GREYSMOKE: RISING the first book in the GREYSMOKE series, being released at Midwest Furfest (12/4) this year! The front is a tarot styled design, with Mabel in her hood, holding a cigar and an obsidian kopis, the smoke wreathing her, with a bundle of roses behind. The back cover has a still life drawing in charcoal styling of a throwing knife, the choker, and a smoldering cigar in an ash tray, with the following text above: JOE IS AT A CROSSROADS.
His path is the crushing monotony of capitalist existence.
A good little cog, being ground to dust by an uncaring system.
He can’t even recognize himself in the mirror — not that he
ever could, if he was honest. Nobody could understand, surely,
and nobody would believe him anyway.
Too old to hope things would change and too scared to even
try another way, his only solace is the world of Heroes and
Villains, but even that escape has lost its luster. Ever since she
left, nothing feels right any more.
The cougar desperately needs change; to feel something, to
feel anything. He needs one kind voice to acknowledge him.
Someone to tell him that there's a choice. Someone to hold his
paw while he takes that first step, and help him blaze his own
trail. Maybe then — through the ashes and the smoke — the
puma can find herself, and what it means to live...
[Hello! My name is ROSE! I'm so glad to finally meet you!]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:n2vxpd24dse7b3xrora6d7ss/bafkreiadqnsnklvmpbovhunejmzqg73ldte3dsqeq6aic7gcfoagujgt7i)
The cover of GREYSMOKE: RISING the first book in the GREYSMOKE series, being released at Midwest Furfest (12/4) this year! The front is a tarot styled design, with Mabel in her hood, holding a cigar and an obsidian kopis, the smoke wreathing her, with a bundle of roses behind. The back cover has a still life drawing in charcoal styling of a throwing knife, the choker, and a smoldering cigar in an ash tray, with the following text above: JOE IS AT A CROSSROADS.
His path is the crushing monotony of capitalist existence.
A good little cog, being ground to dust by an uncaring system.
He can’t even recognize himself in the mirror — not that he
ever could, if he was honest. Nobody could understand, surely,
and nobody would believe him anyway.
Too old to hope things would change and too scared to even
try another way, his only solace is the world of Heroes and
Villains, but even that escape has lost its luster. Ever since she
left, nothing feels right any more.
The cougar desperately needs change; to feel something, to
feel anything. He needs one kind voice to acknowledge him.
Someone to tell him that there's a choice. Someone to hold his
paw while he takes that first step, and help him blaze his own
trail. Maybe then — through the ashes and the smoke — the
puma can find herself, and what it means to live...
[Hello! My name is ROSE! I'm so glad to finally meet you!]
The FRONT cover of GREYSMOKE: RISING the first book in the GREYSMOKE series, being released at Midwest Furfest (12/4) this year! The front is a tarot styled design, with Mabel in her hood, holding a cigar and an obsidian kopis, the smoke wreathing her, with a bundle of roses behind.
![The back cover has a still life drawing in charcoal styling of a throwing knife, the choker, and a smoldering cigar in an ash tray, with the following text above: JOE IS AT A CROSSROADS.
His path is the crushing monotony of capitalist existence.
A good little cog, being ground to dust by an uncaring system.
He can’t even recognize himself in the mirror — not that he
ever could, if he was honest. Nobody could understand, surely,
and nobody would believe him anyway.
Too old to hope things would change and too scared to even
try another way, his only solace is the world of Heroes and
Villains, but even that escape has lost its luster. Ever since she
left, nothing feels right any more.
The cougar desperately needs change; to feel something, to
feel anything. He needs one kind voice to acknowledge him.
Someone to tell him that there's a choice. Someone to hold his
paw while he takes that first step, and help him blaze his own
trail. Maybe then — through the ashes and the smoke — the
puma can find herself, and what it means to live...
[Hello! My name is ROSE! I'm so glad to finally meet you!]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:n2vxpd24dse7b3xrora6d7ss/bafkreiao3jfg2vxbelbqklzrch3l4dwgtq6jmbudrjjmt6xw6lt54hihem)
The back cover has a still life drawing in charcoal styling of a throwing knife, the choker, and a smoldering cigar in an ash tray, with the following text above: JOE IS AT A CROSSROADS.
His path is the crushing monotony of capitalist existence.
A good little cog, being ground to dust by an uncaring system.
He can’t even recognize himself in the mirror — not that he
ever could, if he was honest. Nobody could understand, surely,
and nobody would believe him anyway.
Too old to hope things would change and too scared to even
try another way, his only solace is the world of Heroes and
Villains, but even that escape has lost its luster. Ever since she
left, nothing feels right any more.
The cougar desperately needs change; to feel something, to
feel anything. He needs one kind voice to acknowledge him.
Someone to tell him that there's a choice. Someone to hold his
paw while he takes that first step, and help him blaze his own
trail. Maybe then — through the ashes and the smoke — the
puma can find herself, and what it means to live...
[Hello! My name is ROSE! I'm so glad to finally meet you!]
OFFICIAL RELEASE ANNOUNCEMENT!
Greysmoke: Rising, the first book of the Greysmoke Series will be available for purchase at Midwest Furfest (12/4) from @furplanet.com, and I may even BE THERE to sign as well!
I am so excited for this gang, and I hope you are too!
#mfbc #korps #gsr #villainsinvisors
![Sales sheet for Greysmoke Rising Book 1 - The Magician.
Includes an image of the cover (Mysterious hood cougar, with a kopis, and a cigar, wreathed in smoke, on a magenta to purple gradient background.) To the left is the back blurb of the book.
JOE IS AT A CROSSROADS.
His path is the crushing monotony of capitalist existence. A good little cog, being ground to dust by an uncaring system. He can’t even recognize himself in the mirror — not that he ever could, if he was honest. Nobody could understand, surely, and nobody would believe him anyway.
Too old to hope things would change and too scared to even try another way, his only solace is the world of Heroes and Villains, but even that escape has lost its luster. Ever since she left, nothing feels right any more.
The cougar desperately needs change; to feel something, to feel anything. He needs one kind voice to acknowledge himSomeone to tell him that there's a choice. Someone to hold his paw while he takes that first step, and help him blaze his own trail. Maybe then — through the ashes and the smoke — the
puma can find herself, and what it means to live...
[Hello! My name is ROSE! I'm so glad to finally meet you!]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:n2vxpd24dse7b3xrora6d7ss/bafkreica5xne2hyo4czs6exjj6lvxetrloylagttzfknnm3zh3kdxarxeq)
![“Oh? What are you going to steal from me, Greysmoke?”
Mabel chuckled softly at what was clearly bait and took it anyway, as she was so often want to do.
[Maaaaaaaaabel… Watch your step sweetie.]
“Where’s the fun in that? What’s life without a little danger?”
[Longer, for a start.]
“Eh… I got a couple extra lives to spend.”
“Mmm… I’ll start with a few moments, and see where we go from there.”](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:n2vxpd24dse7b3xrora6d7ss/bafkreiemnz7iz374ktdped6zlr26ogt5xpbiosliyaikiplc3wbsqy3kdu)
![A purple background rendered to look like crinkled paper. A small sketch made to look like pencil work is near the bottom; it's a still life of a smoldering cigar, in an ashtray, an odd dagger propped against the tray, and a choker with a curiously cracked stone draped over that. Above there is this text:
JOE IS AT A CROSSROADS.
His path is the crushing monotony of capitalist existence. A good little cog, being ground to dust by an uncaring system. He can’t even recognize himself in the mirror — not that he ever could, if he was honest. Nobody could understand, surely, and nobody would believe him anyway.
Too old to hope things would change and too scared to even try another way, his only solace is the world of Heroes and Villains, but even that escape has lost its luster. Ever since she left, nothing feels right any more.
The cougar desperately needs change; to feel something, to feel anything. He needs one kind voice to acknowledge him. Someone to tell him that there's a choice. Someone to hold his paw while he takes that first step, and help him blaze his own trail. Maybe then — through the ashes and the smoke — the puma can find herself, and what it means to live...
[Hello! My name is ROSE! I’m so glad to finally meet you!]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:n2vxpd24dse7b3xrora6d7ss/bafkreictsi76qjtbqj6eaj6nde5cigzyegtf4xts7raatccherklxwm2mm)
