Only Seventeen… Again

There is no need to be discouraged. Although, the experiments so far have not yielded quite the results we were hoping for, these are still early days. After all, I found the book by accident. I could see the book was far older than its dust jacket and that it was not a copy ofContinue reading “Only Seventeen… Again”

Somewhat Ironic

So…. Well, don’t look at me. I have no idea. It was like that when I found it. Well, maybe titled a little more over towards widdershins, if I’m honest. But I had to check. I mean after all, how long has it been since we had one like that? I mean that is aContinue reading “Somewhat Ironic”

What the River Knows

‘What is it?’ Stumbling into the village, I lay my burden down on the ground near the central fire. ‘I found… in the river.’ I was breathless as I knelt by the side of it and unwound my cloak. ‘It’s a demon.’ I looked up, Krim made the sign of warding off evil as heContinue reading “What the River Knows”

Those Special Days

Once or twice… no more than that. Oh, but there was that time in the woods at the back of the paint thinner factory. She was in the mood that day. I think it had something to do with the heat, or maybe it was just because it was a Thursday – she’s always hadContinue reading “Those Special Days”

A Tentative World

Here is a place made to seem real. All those things of a world she would expect to see are here, at least when she looks for them. But Laurie is not sure, not anymore. Sometimes she gets the feeling that things do not exist, not when they are out of her reach, out ofContinue reading “A Tentative World”

Dear Gertrude

But, dear Gertrude, there are only so many sensuous situations we can ponder upon in our garden of dreams. You may have the tennis racquet and I have a pineapple, but where are the politicians when we need them? Of course, many philosophers down the ages have held a pomegranate in one hand while cursingContinue reading “Dear Gertrude”

The Hauntings

‘Come back,’ she said. I turned. There was no-one there. There never is. The voice comes at odd times with no real pattern or purpose. Like the visions of her, the mirages, the sightings – whatever you want to call them. They happen in various places both inside the house and outside it. I haveContinue reading “The Hauntings”

The Sensual Mathematician

It is usually not until after the age of puberty that we realise just how sexy the number 7 is. After that, it seems we become obsessed with mathematics and seeing numbers in all their naked glory. Back in the days before the internet how many of us used to lie under the bedcovers atContinue reading “The Sensual Mathematician”

No More Stories

It used to be so easy. I would find the women. I would discover their closely-guarded secret. Then I would weave a story around that one thing they desired more than anything else. I would tell them the story I’d made for them. They would show their gratitude, happy someone had come along into theirContinue reading “No More Stories”

The Shadow Dancer

Sadjil was a Shadow Dancer. We met – if met is the right word – one night back in the Year of the Green Death. I was walking the streets unable to sleep. I’d lost my ability to dream after a bout of the sickness that bought the Green Death. Without my dreams to sellContinue reading “The Shadow Dancer”

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