What you lose is not gone. It is gleaned.

A hidden civilization of small creatures lives at the edge of human notice. What we drop, lose, or leave behind arrives in their world enormous, rare, and charged with meaning. A coat button becomes a shield. A thimble becomes a cup. A broken key becomes proof that an old story may be true.

The creatures who recover these things are called Gleaners. Their expeditions into human territory are called gleans. What they carry home is a gleaning — named, traded, argued over, and sometimes sworn by.

The world is cozy, but not frictionless. Danger comes from weather, scale, scarcity, and the enormous carelessness of the unseen giants.

Every portrait in the ledger is a complete story, told in a single moment.

• One creature — worth remembering.
• One object — worth noticing.
• One moment — that implies a larger world.

You will not need a map, a chronicle, or a family tree. Any entry may be your first.

Prints are coming to Gleanwild — small fine-art portraits of the world's first recovered stories, each with its lore card, each complete in itself.

The ledger is still being written.