Arts
This Septic Eye, Ch 10
There were a couple of posts on here the other day from ex Guidos who said that whilst they appreciated the freedom of speech on here, he/she/it/xi/cis felt there should be some better structure to [more…]
Literature
Fiction
Tilda and the Witches 3.5
ACT 3 SCENE 5 The same Rock overlooking the Chankly Gorge. Enter FELIX, bearing a Horn, VISCUS and SOLDIERS.
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Forty One
Gigs were ferrying people to the island, their small sizes requiring Gillian and Petroc to go separately from them. The previous day and night’s cold front had pushed on inland, leaving a cool but fine [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Forty
GOOD FRIDAY Ten minutes from the farm, the sun sinking in the west, the American girl dozing on the back seat, at least she wasn’t arguing now. If Helena hadn’t gone with him to [more…]
Literature
This Septic Eye, Ch 9
You probably know the classic vegan joke, why did the vegan cross the road? The answer is, of course, to tell you that they are a vegan. Yet there is so often truth in jest, [more…]
Fiction
Tilda and the Witches 3.4
ACT 3 SCENE 4 A Rock on a snowy Mountain, overlooking the Chankly Gorge in the Valley of the Drongo. Enter FELIX and VISCUS.
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Thirty Nine
Well, he had made the last train back from Brussels to St Pancras; that was one of the few things about the day to give him any satisfaction. Following the previous week’s meeting, he had [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Thirty Eight
By now, they were on top of the bell tower looking over the eastern half of the island, just below the level of the walls of the fort on the slope above. Market gardens and [more…]
Fiction
The Unseen Path – Part Thirty Seven
IT PAUSES, MONDAY BEFORE EASTER, HOLY WEEK An early morning start for the whole household, Martha, Iltud, Sally, Josey, Narin and an insistent Sam, who refused to be left behind; fresh clothes, big breakfasts, [more…]