Our greatest storyteller (is a liar)—our worst fears (are true.)
Guided by the Muse, unrivaled author Henry Henry must save us from the terrors of the Fearscape. To spite the Muse, shameless plagiarist Henry Henry will damn us to our worst fears. Where lies the truth? Join us, dear reader, if you dare.
The Fearscape is a world beyond our own, populated by manifestations of our worst fears. Once per generation, The Muse travels to Earth, discovers our greatest Storyteller, and takes them with her to the Fearscape to battle these fear-creatures on our behalf. All has been well for eons, until The Muse encounters Henry Henry—a plagiarist with delusions of literary grandeur. Mistaking him for our greatest Storyteller, she ushers him into the Fearscape. Doom follows.
Our greatest storyteller (is a liar)—our worst fears (are true.)
Guided by the Muse, unrivaled author Henry Henry must save us from the terrors of the Fearscape. To spite the Muse, shameless plagiarist Henry Henry will damn us to our worst fears. Where lies the truth? Join us, dear reader, if you dare.
The Fearscape is a world beyond our own, populated by manifestations of our worst fears. Once per generation, The Muse travels to Earth, discovers our greatest Storyteller, and takes them with her to the Fearscape to battle these fear-creatures on our behalf. All has been well for eons, until The Muse encounters Henry Henry—a plagiarist with delusions of literary grandeur. Mistaking him for our greatest Storyteller, she ushers him into the Fearscape. Doom follows.
The Fearscape is a world beyond our own, populated by manifestations of our worst fears. Once per generation, The Muse travels to Earth, discovers our greatest Storyteller, and takes them with her to the Fearscape to battle these fear-creatures on our behalf. All has been well for eons, until The Muse encounters Henry Henry—a plagiarist with delusions of literary grandeur. Mistaking him for our greatest Storyteller, she ushers him into the Fearscape. Doom follows.
Heroic plagiarist Henry Henry faces his first trial in the Fearscape! Within The Weeping Castle, home to The Children of Prometheus, Henry Henry encounters wondrous and fanciful creatures—including The First Fear. With courage and calm, he endures the heart of darkness, refusing the easy temptation of light. No Legs can outrun—no Mind can outwit—no Heart can outlove our hero.
Having escaped the clutches of the Fearscape, Henry Henry tries to... Aha! You'll use my name, I see, but won't let me speak! That you would require solicitation copy for the third issue, after the genre-redefining brilliance of the first two, is nothing short of a personal insult. The work speaks for itself. Any tale of my exploits should not be hawked to those asleep at the wheel.
After the tragic events of the third issue, the villainous Henry Henry finds himself—No! The advertising copy provided here by the publisher will not do! The events of our third chapter (please refrain from calling them issues) are hardly tragic. Our brave hero bested two villains, yet his reward is to be libeled against in marketing copy? -HH
In the final issue of Fearscape, Henry Henry shows his true colours as he—I promised myself I would not interject again, but alas I must: "True colours"?! Really?! I appreciate it is only marketing copy, but must the closing chapter of my opus be marred with such overwrought cliche? At least pretend to care. -HH
After the stunning success of Fearscape, comes A Dark Interlude, the story of—No! The only offence to literature greater than the loathsome synopsis is the sequel. I will not stand idle while some poor excuse for an editor mangles and confuses my story, which is intact, perfect, and concluded, with this derivative drivel. Mark my words, this nonsense has nothing to do with my tale. I am not in it. I do not condone it. And you, dear reader, should not buy it. -HH
What happens in Issue #2? The plot continues. What else should I say? Why has my "publisher" asked me to pen the marketing copy for my own brilliance when there are perfectly good copywriters who... [Message truncated at the request of Vault Comics]
What sort of gibbering reprobate requires solicit information for the third chapter of a story? Why must I continue to write these? And don't you dare respond citing "contractual obligations". If we're going to go down that route, then may I remind you that if it wasn't for me, nobody would have heard of... [Message truncated once again, with apologies, at the request of Vault Comics].
"Dear Vault Comics, I am writing on behalf of my client, Henry Henry, to cancel his contract with you dated 11/11/2020. It was not made clear to my client that he would have to write sales copy on an issue-by-issue basis. Because of this unacceptable clause, he will no longer be providing ...[Message truncated until such time as legal matters are resolved].