Rowendrey is a village that should not exist. No map records it, no history admits it—yet its stories persist in scraps of parchment, ledgers, and sketches that drift across the boundary between worlds.

Each subscriber becomes a keeper of these fragments. Every two weeks, an envelope arrives bearing:

• Letters styled in the Recorder’s own hand, crafted to feel as if inked directly for you. They are printed on parchment and sealed, preserving the weight and presence of true correspondence.
• Inserts such as market tallies, maps, or notices pulled from the village itself.
• Puzzles and patterns hidden in plain sight — waiting for those who care to look closer.
• Every subscriber begins at letter 1—the mystery unfolds from the very start of the journey.

Rowendrey is not a novel to be read once and set aside. It is an unfolding experience, revealed in small discoveries over time. The letters are styled in the Recorder’s hand, set in a script designed to feel inked directly for you. They arrive on parchment, sealed in wax, so that each one carries the weight and presence of true correspondence. They are tangible artifacts: parchment, ink, and seals designed to immerse you in the world of Rowendrey.

Whether Rowendrey exists, or only lingers in memory and dream, is a question no one has answered. What matters is that its letters keep arriving — and they are addressed to you.