Not yet proofed but it makes me feel good to let it breathe. PS I don't want Stephen King stealing it. Perchance to dream... On the night after I had seen the carnage of the woodpigeon, I dreamt that I was flying through the sky on a night that was not lit by a helpful... Continue Reading →
When you really are mad…
There was once a wise king that ruled over his people who resided in a vast citadel. The king was feared for his might and admired for his wisdom. And all his subjects revered him. The citadel had one source of water which was a well in the centre. In the mornings people would gather... Continue Reading →
Once Upon A Time…
Just who do you turn to if you truly suspect that the country that you live in is being secretly taken over by Nazis? The answer, as I found out, was nobody. In the real world, the one that professed to exist outside the ward, few would pay much attention to such a claim. What... Continue Reading →
Fit for Fantasy in Recovery…
I was back listening to the doctor who may or may not have been beside my bed during the early waking hours of the ward. I heard him talk of a young woman who had been diagnosed with corona-virus and had taken her own life. He spoke about the ward that I was on as... Continue Reading →
Dark and Deep…
I had never thought of him as being a talker, all those centuries alone in the woods would have made talking a redundant function. He may have talked to himself but that may have been a little risky in such a dark place. I was coming around to the understanding that these woods were the... Continue Reading →
Just my imagination…
“You left him in the woods. He is alone now. You have to find him.” There was one very obvious question, but I could not ask it. I could not ask anything because as soon as she had arrived, she was gone. The light was gone. My room was gone. The safety of my bed... Continue Reading →
Date of Death?
I took the offering and emptied the capsules into my expectant mouth. They tasted sweet and I immediately gained a taste for them. Without realising how I had managed it, I found myself sitting upright at the edge of the bed with my feet dangling into an eternity of emptiness below. “We could jump or... Continue Reading →
Breaking Out….
The pain in my right leg had been growing for some days. I had been at home for two full weeks and the nightmare of the ward had begun to fade. I did not dream. I was taking the drugs that my guru had prescribed. My wife was my nurse and she woke up in... Continue Reading →
Semantics…
1. It was the old woman again who calls herself Cynthia. It’s probably not her real name and I think that a lot of the stories she tells are perhaps only loosely based on fact. She probably looked quite good in her heyday. You can tell that with some people; bone structure. Booze is like... Continue Reading →
The New Thugs on the Block…
“You alone?” said the voice stepping out of an alleyway that ran between two iron-shuttered shops. Again, Podrall felt the crackle of fear running along his spine. Had Flowers been reading his thoughts? He hoped not. Even though he had not been thinking anything remotely seditious, he was still aware that any thoughts were dangerous.... Continue Reading →