Tales From The Flat Earth

Tales From The Flat Earth is a fantasy novel series by Tanith Lee.

Novels

  • Night's Master (1978) (Nominated-Best Novel-World Fantasy Award, 1979)
  • Death's Master (1979) (Winner-Best Novel-British Fantasy Award, 1980)
  • Delusion's Master (1981)
  • Delirium's Mistress (1986)
  • Night's Sorceries (1987) (Nominated-Best Anthology/Collection-World Fantasy Award, 1988)
  • The Earth Is Flat (forthcoming)
  • Earth's Master (forthcoming)

Short Stories

In addition to the novels, Lee has written some separate short stories set in the Flat Earth:

  • I Bring You Forever (1998)
  • The Man Who Stole The Moon (2001)
  • The Origin Of Snow (2002)
  • The Snake (2008)
  • The Pain of Glass (2009)

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