Rachel Lawson's The Magicians Podcast

In a galaxy ruled by masks and myth, the Emperor’s voice trembles as he sings a haunting confession disguised as art:“I am lost in the gathering shadows of night’s dark arbour…”To the audience, it’s a performance.To one observer, it’s a revelation.A single moment of truth sets off a chain of danger, desire, and destiny—drawing the Emperor, the Angel of Fate, and the Necromancer into a tightening web of secrets. In the shadows of the empire, love becomes peril, and silence becomes survival.Step into a gothic space‑fantasy where power is fragile, truth is deadly, and the night itself seems to listen.

Lance's having an identity crisis, he has just found out he's not real.

Song from episode the Interview

When Lance Alexander steps through what looks like an ordinary portal, he expects a quick shortcut through time. Instead, he stumbles into a world where he—and everyone he loves—exist only as characters in a stranger’s imagination. His life, his pain, his magic… all just words on a page.In this episode, Lance confronts the terrifying possibility that he is nothing more than a dream someone else dreamed. A shadow someone else drew. And when he seeks out the author who created him, the encounter spirals into a reality‑breaking collision between creator and creation.Step into the halls of time, where nightmares bleed into truth, and discover what happens when a Magician learns he might not be real at all.

Blake lies beneath the moon, lost in its beauty — until a falling star crashes into the park. He and Lance rush to help, only to find a wrecked ship and creatures so adorable they seem harmless.But in the shadows, something has already killed. And one of the creatures has slipped into Lance’s pocket.What follows is a confrontation between duty, compassion, and the monstrous truth.This is Shadows of Hell — where even the cutest things can come from nightmares.

A song of the night by Rachel Lawson

"I hear you could break out of jail if you wanted to," said the guard."Yes it's easy but where's the fun in that," said Lance smiling impishly."What fun can you have in jail?" asked the Kingpin."Not been here long enough for it to be a bore yet," Lance said who was having fun messing with their minds."I will not do it!" Lance Alexander to his uncle Sergeant Simon Alexander-Drax."It's alright! You won't be there long!" said his uncle."Then you go there!" said Lance shortly.Lance's dad the coroner walked into the room."I can't!" said Lance digging his boots into the floor."You can't what?" asked Blake Alexander, Lance's dad."I can't go to prison as the Necromancer," said Lance."Why can't you," asked his uncle."Do you think he's the Necromancer?" asked Blake."Of course not we need a man we can trust on the inside who can pose as the Necromancer to entrap a prison kingpin," said Simon."You planning to come out as dead are you?" asked Lance not threatening just stating a fact the father of the Necromancer was Mortimer the grim reaper, King."I am not going to be around for that," said Blake planning a holiday in hell when Lance came out as the Necromancer a serial killer."Where are you going?" asked Blake's Uncle."Never you mind," said Blake."He's a coward," said Lance."No would you be in my place I can't be deposed as emperor of the solar system if I'm not there," Blake said."Didn't think of that," said Simon."I'll do it," said Lance defiantly, thinking how much of a problem it would be to his father.

A meditation on death and what remains after it.