Dossiers for the worlds of Last Daydream. Each one is written to the same standard: real numbers, working infrastructure, and powers that disagree with each other. Begin at the station, because almost everything else connects through it.
25 dossiers are published.
A sunless world on a galactic filament, twice the size of Earth, built ten layers deep and ringed by twenty gulfs. Over a hundred million gates stand on its second layer, inside the Dimensional Sanctuary. It is indestructible and unassailable.
A starmap of the Last Daydream worlds: Nexus at the centre, the Dimensional Station's eight sectors around it and 23 worlds, each a planet you can open. Tabletop RPG world codex.
23 worlds with a gate on the Dimensional Station, listed by the sector their gate opens on, with each world's peoples.
91 peoples from the worlds of the Dimensional Station, each with a portrait and a link to its world dossier. Last Daydream tabletop roleplaying game.
Kryllhold: a delta settlement of 134 people built where stillwater runs shallow enough to work and deep enough to be worth working. A Last Daydream world dossier.
Life lives on the inner face of a hollow shell looking up at the far side. One storm has stood over the same place for as long as there are records.
The world spans 535 km across and fills its space with solid rock. It holds 239 rock islands hanging in the fill, linked by bridges and cables.
The endless floor supports caves where people hide from the dark seasons.
Tuicloll. A Last Daydream world dossier.
The dimension stretches infinitely without a known edge. Solid rock fills the space around living hollows and tunnels.
Beshe is a temporary world inside a finite space that spans 32,170 km across.
The space is filled with sourceless light; there is no night and no shadow outdoors. It holds one star and its worlds. The gate stands on one of them.
The space is filled with falling sand that drifts down forever and never piles. Its whole extent is 2,834 km across.
The land spans 3,021 km across a bounded edge. Deep basins cut by knife ridges form separate countries in a chain.
The world spans 1,627 km from edge to edge within a closed box built by an agent. Solid rock fills the space between 823 land masses that float like islands.
The space extends 28 km across every direction and holds a single network of tunnels with no surface at all.
The land extends in every direction without a reachable edge. The space between bodies remains dark, cold and airless vacuum.
The land lies under one forest so old that its floor is buried in layers of fallen trunks.
The space is filled with water; the living keep to pockets of air or breathe it.
The space holds an infinite volume filled with a clear crystal lattice. Open spots exist within the fill where life lives.
The land spans thirteen thousand seven hundred fifty-six kilometres across a dead reef raised above water.
A bounded space that is shrinking at a measurable rate.
The world spans twenty-nine kilometres across a solid rock volume with no surface. Gravity pulls hardest near the lowest tunnels where heavy industry sits.
A closed space with a measurable edge holds a single world. Someone built this finite room for a sun and its worlds.
The world spans a total distance of 38,107 km across. Its edge exists as a fixed boundary that never expands or shrinks.
The space fills with ice that never melts. A single continent drifts across a sea of glass.
A closed space with a measurable edge. Someone built it.
This world extends infinitely like our own universe with no edge ever reached.
Dossiers under construction. Most connect to Nexus within one or two jumps.