Diary of a Time Traveler

When last I added to this record, I spoke of the reaping of financial benefits; but what, the reader may...

Piracy, one usually thinks, is a matter of buckled swashes and grappling hooks and cannonballs, with smoke and shouting and...

When I left off this narrative, I had disembarked from the port in Ancient Alexandria in an English yacht bound...

Today was, as you might expect, a Tuesday much like any other. I awoke swaddled in coarse wool and broken...