Book One of Inflorescence

The Mycelic Verge

A dark, immersive fantasy about survival, guilt, and the slow return of hope in a land left to rot.

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Enter Ellandria

A world that remembers what it has consumed.

Ellandria has been dying for a century. A fungal plague has hollowed its forests and twisted its creatures, while the last flickers of civilisation are crushed under Warden rule.

Maren survives by keeping her distance from people, from hope, from anything that might break. But when a desperate mother offers her an amulet identical to the one her brother wore the day she last saw him, Maren agrees to lead her and her infected child through the decayed wilderness toward a forgotten temple said to hold a cure.

"Atmospheric horror with a relentless story of survival in a world of rot and decay."

Dan Thornton, Goodreads review

Reader response

For readers who like their fantasy grim, vivid, and alive under the skin.

"A compelling read for anyone drawn to dark fantasy with emotional weight. Blackmoore paints the fungal-choked world with unsettling detail."

The Book Below Editorial Review

"A triumph: bleak, corrupt, visceral. One of the most engaging and affecting reads of 2025."

Marie Adams, Goodreads review

"This is a grimdark fantasy that honestly blew me away with how descriptive someone can get describing mould and fungus."

DeathReye, Goodreads review

The series

Inflorescence is taking root.

The Mycelic Verge opens a dark fungal fantasy series about rot, memory, grief, and the stubborn human instinct to reach for light anyway.

Book Two

In progress

Release updates and title reveal coming soon.

Portrait of Gideon Blackmoore in a writing study

A word from the author

For those who carry their storms inward.

Some stories grow slowly, taking root long before they ever find the page. Inflorescence began as a pulse beneath the surface: a question, a wound, a whisper that refused to quieten.

If you've ever reached for light with dirt under your nails, you'll find a home in these pages.

Gideon Blackmoore

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