Cloverchip Archive
🌿 Cloverchip Archive
A quiet timeline of zines and stories from the town that wasn’t on any map.
This is where the fog lifts just enough to show you the lives tucked inside Cloverchip. Some are stories. Some are comics. Some are notes from travelers or residents. All of them live in the same quiet town.
⛰️ Before the Town Got a Name
Cloverchip Crossing Chronicles – Issue One: The Place That Let Me Stop
Winslow didn’t mean to stay. But the fog had other ideas.
A gentle, full-color narrative zine about rest, spoon theory, and unexpected sanctuary.
🪴 Early Days, New Settlers
Future zines exploring how Cloverchip grew.
(Coming soon...)
🍪 Much Later: The Cookie Era
When Cookies Crumble – Issue One: The Overwhelm One
A mini comic about burnout, self-regulation, and what to do when everything falls apart.
Cute but real, with mental health vibes and a bite-sized story style.
🐌 Wander the Fog
Want to explore Cloverchip by release order instead?
- When Cookies Crumble Issue One Release: 4/22/25
- Cloverchip Crossing Issue One Release: 6/6/25
The Cloverchip Manifesto
(for readers, dreamers, and dwellers of soft worlds)
We believe not every story needs a battle.
Not every hero needs to win.
Sometimes the bravest thing a character can do is rest.
We believe in slow plots and warm tea.
In showing up tired and still being welcome.
In flopping on a mossy rock beside someone who gets it.
We believe in naps that solve nothing but still help.
In mushrooms that listen, spoons that symbolize energy, and towns that gently rearrange themselves to fit who you are today.
We believe softness is not weakness.
That boundaries are beautiful.
That it’s okay to disappear for a while—someone will keep a seat warm for you.
We believe you do not need to “get better” to deserve a story.
You do not need to change to matter.
You are worthy, even now. Especially now.
This is fiction for the overstimulated.
For the burnt-out and the quietly magical.
For anyone who ever wanted to escape into a world where rest is sacred and nobody knocks on your door unless it’s with snacks.
This is Cloverchip Crossing.
Not every hero needs to win.
Sometimes the bravest thing a character can do is rest.
We believe in slow plots and warm tea.
In showing up tired and still being welcome.
In flopping on a mossy rock beside someone who gets it.
We believe in naps that solve nothing but still help.
In mushrooms that listen, spoons that symbolize energy, and towns that gently rearrange themselves to fit who you are today.
We believe softness is not weakness.
That boundaries are beautiful.
That it’s okay to disappear for a while—someone will keep a seat warm for you.
We believe you do not need to “get better” to deserve a story.
You do not need to change to matter.
You are worthy, even now. Especially now.
This is fiction for the overstimulated.
For the burnt-out and the quietly magical.
For anyone who ever wanted to escape into a world where rest is sacred and nobody knocks on your door unless it’s with snacks.
This is Cloverchip Crossing.