The estates of Downgate Arches are suspended on chains from their over-wrought arches, the space between them marked by servant-access walkways and the streaking paths of Silver Gondolas. Cheaper buildings are built directly on the walls, growing with the demand for labour and homes. What lies at the bottom of the district is unknown – hidden beneath a toxic, roiling fog of bright gold and burnt, copper-hued gases.
Despite its privilege and reputation, Downgate Arches has worms. They slither down the support-chains, snacking idly upon animals, citizens and visitors alike. Assassins play poison-dart tag in the open space between the hanging buildings. They have been dispatched by aggrieved parties – all have paid out small fortunes for ownership of yet-unborn Scarf-Worm futures.
150 pages, A5, hardcover book, full color throughout.