Each December over the past four years, I’ve done a mailing project for my friends involving a choose-your-own adventure story (made via the Kafkaesque infrastructure of a Google Form). I started to do it in 2020 when, for obvious reasons, I found myself feeling isolated from many people I care for and also was trying to think of something, anything, that I could offer as a bit of brightness in a dark time. I used some of the Thanksgiving holiday downtime to finally turn them all into physical zines to preserve them in some way offline where everything is always precarious in its eternity. Here they are: The Solstice Scriptorium, The Office of Lunar Occultation, The Bureau of the Winter Triangle, and The Dead of Winter.