Fiction
Moira and Edge’s Story, Holy Matrimony
War Crimes Part 15 Like most of the important milestones in Edge’s life his marriage was in the autumn, October 14th of 2000 at St John the Baptist Church Instow. It was and is a [more…]
Blown Periphery
Fiction
Edge, Back in the Balkans
War Crimes Part 14 They were lying in a hide under the trees, about halfway up the steeply sloping valley. From this vantage point they could see the Pristina road and the River Iber winding [more…]
Fiction
Moira and Edge’s Story
War Crimes Part 13 When Angela found Moira it was obvious that Moira had been crying. Her dark mascara had run from her eyes in blue streaks and those eyes were puffy and reddened. Even [more…]
Fiction
Fury, Daniel Copeland’s Story
Photo by Lane Jackman on Unsplash War Crimes Part 12 Like all sociopaths, after a few years Daz Copeland had built up a network of contacts and acquaintances due to his superficial charisma and undoubted [more…]
Fiction
Angela’s Story
War Crimes Part 11 Angela Keeble knew that she had made a mistake as soon as she said yes, but like most things in her life, she reasoned that she could manage the situation. At [more…]
Fiction
On the Edge, Stepping Out Into the Cold
War Crimes Part 10 On an evening in October 1998, a C130 Hercules of RAF No 47 Squadron, Special Forces Flight, took off from RAF Leuchars, north of St Andrews in Fife. To the residents [more…]
Fiction
Edge, Figures on a Landscape
War Crimes Part 9 Don’t—don’t—don’t—don’t—look at what’s in front of you. (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin’ up an’ down again); Men—men—men—men—men go mad with watchin’ ’em, An’ there’s no discharge in the war ! Much meaningful business within the [more…]
Fiction
Love and Death in the Balkans
War Crimes Part 8 The life could have been idyllic except for Jozica Marić and her irritating ability to get under Edge’s skin. Whenever she was around, cropping up at the other dig sites or [more…]
Fiction
Edge, Embroiled in the Balkans
War Crimes Part 7 Edge hated Banja Luka Metal Factory. He hated the cold, draughty accommodation tents that had been erected inside the factory’s precincts, he hated the boredom, and he hated the dull and [more…]