Here you'll find the jests and gambols of James Schafer - physician, scientist, fop, and fool.  Read of sartorial whimsies and of the corroding engines of Steampunk, of the invisible light of medicine and of the lyric wrath of song, of the nameless pains of soured love and of the intoxicating touch of siren skin. But never trust the fool, for he can bend the ears of kings with poison japes that would doom another to the gallows. The curse of a fertile imagination is that it births monsters.