The Lord of Dreams

When murder, magic, and the supernatural gifts of an insomniac inspector collide, you pretty much know exactly where you're being led.

If you believe the inspector, it's a beast. If you believe his colleague, it's a wonderful peace project. If you believe the ghost, it's a light for moths.

Falano Spaceport goes by many names and has had routes to most worlds for many years; only the one "down" is new.

"What on earth are you doing? And why would anyone be trapped here, Mr. Kant?"

"That's only to be understood figuratively, Mr. Barres. Surely that must be clear to you. How can you lock up a ghost?"

Barres looks at me with wide eyes.