The physical world of Hitherby Dragons is functionally similar to our own. That is, Earth is a planet, and it is round, and the Sun is a star.

However, there are certain aberrations that you might not expect.

Imagine space as a map of small but finite thickness. Imagine that—in the fashion of a Mercator projection—this map distorts space such that land and sea seem much more prevalent than they are.

Next to it there is the sea of chaos.

Close one eye. Look at the two of them. They will overlap. Then open that eye and close the other. They will be apart. Unfocus your eyes and they will drift together until they touch.

Alternately you may crinkle up the sea of chaos and toss its map on top of the map of the world.

Supporting the whole and above an endless storm there is the crust of the world.

The roots of trees come down through the crust and dangle above the storm. Inside the crust there are vast caverns and kingdoms. You may ask: how is it that the trees have roots so long? The question is unresolved.

At the time of this writing there are two cracks in the crust of the world, both beneath the sea of chaos. One is the crack that Sukaynah made at Ink’s behest. One is the goodblow.

Why does one leak good and the other not? The question is unresolved.

Is the flatness of a map an artifact of the model, so that the storm is fairly “in” the world or “outside” it rather than below? The question is unresolved.

Somewhere outside the world there are the Kings of the Unforgivable Dominions. Presumably these are outside the map, and their location relative to the storm and the crust is contingent upon the nature of the flatness of the map.

A cupping fire surmounts the world: a burning, fulminating ether. In 1317 BCE, it stood between the Earth and the Sun. Of this fire little has been said.

Beyond the sun, the moon, and the stars, there is Never.

Unspecified at this time are the locations of the Underworld, Hell, Heaven, the lands of romance, and the place without recourse, insofar as these prove to be real places and distinct.

This is of course the briefest of sketches, and quite possibly it misses the point of the entire exercise by focusing on the substance of the thing and not its meaning.

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