Storyweaver Between Realms
If you’ve ever wondered who’s responsible for the dragons, time rifts, teahouses, mildly sarcastic wolves, or the occasional enchanted locket – well, it’s me.
I work from a desk cluttered with questionable maps, ghostly tea stains, and notes that say things like “What if memory is a parasite?”
This is not a cry for help. Probably.
Below is a small, mostly harmless glimpse of the person behind the worlds.
KH Rennie (also writing as Lily Milner) is an Australian author with one foot in Faerie and the other firmly planted in the dusty archives of history. A literary alchemist, Kay blends philosophy, theoretical physics, and a touch of dark magic to spin worlds where memory lingers, sigils flicker, and dragons refuse to obey.
Her fiction isn’t just fantasy – it’s a layered architecture of magic systems, city-states, and personal ruin. She’s not here to write formula; she’s here to explore the twilight between realities, where every choice has weight and every relic remembers. Her protagonists – often exiled, introspective, and deeply entangled in forbidden knowledge or faltering kingdoms – carry the ache of wisdom and the pull of rebellion. You’ll find them decoding the past through locket shards, time-bent prophecies, and broken vows.
But don’t mistake all that darkness for solemnity. Her voice carries a dry wit, a scholarly charm, and the occasional dragon coiled in the background of her office chaos. She’s the kind of author who might explain worldbuilding through a cup of broth at the Iron Moon Teahouse, or imagine a spell that doesn’t cast so much as remember itself into being.
Her Substack is a cabinet of curiosities — part salon, part shadow cabinet — mixing fiction, behind-the-scenes worldbuilding, and image-rich essays that read like travelogues from parallel dimensions. Kay isn’t writing about magic. She’s writing as if the magic never left.
Written between dusk and deadlines, from a desk somewhere near the veil.
What I Write
I write fiction set in places that may or may not exist, depending on how stubborn reality is feeling that day.
You’ll find fading magical cities, alternate histories, inconvenient prophecies, and ancient relics that really ought to come with warning labels.
Most of my stories drift toward the edges of fantasy – the places where the maps go blank and someone has written “Here Be Dragons.”
Expect dragons that refuse to cooperate, magic that remembers things you’d rather forget, and characters who carry far too many secrets in their coat pockets.
If you like your worlds slightly cracked around the edges (but still stitched together with care), you might feel at home here.
Current Projects
At the moment, I’m wrangling several worlds at once.
There’s The Broken Locket, a story about memory, magic, and why you should never trust an elven mage with excellent tailoring.
There’s a Victorian cozy mystery series quietly brewing behind the scenes, involving a lady’s companion, several country houses, and more secrets than are strictly advisable.
And somewhere in the background, dragons are gathering again for a return in On Wings of Ruin – because ancient diamonds and forgotten pacts have a way of becoming someone else’s problem.
Between these projects (and the occasional short story ambush), I’m also building new maps, breaking a few old spells, and wondering if I should have labeled those time portals more clearly.
