Archive for the 'Story' Category

Tower Cross

Thursday, March 9th, 2017

The bridge was fragmented arches Three of them, crossing the river With grey stone feet Growing slimy from the water The spill and stuck around them Remnants of a tower still rose On one side, but not it’s twin Nothing but decay Little windows stared blank eyed At clouds shattered by row boats Wakes People […]

The Homeless Moon

Monday, March 6th, 2017

The street loomed in the silver light Or rather it lurched as it luminesced Moon beams reflected a muted rainbow Just at the edge of perception A reflexion of it’s own subtle glory Hung distorted in the river’s ripples A lonely figure wrapped in trench coat With broken seams jerked like a lost puppet Caught […]

The Tinsel Dragon Cat and Mary Elf

Thursday, January 5th, 2017

The Tinsel Dragon Cat was lonely and felt quiet rightly that it did not have enough tinsel so it called to the Mary Elf, a little rainbow of a thing that hopes here and there and everywhere and never EVER stops talking. The Mary Elf attended the great Tinsel Dragon who was once again in […]

The Blank Doll

Friday, July 15th, 2016

This one is a little odd because it is actually just a memory thingy I wrote on my family/personal blog. So I’ll give you some context the mookie is like a raggy doll, I made one for my youngest out of socks. It is something made by you or for you or belongs in some […]

Andrelle

Friday, July 1st, 2016

Andrelle opened her eyes, the lids were heavy she felt that had been closed for a long time, such a very very long time, but now they were open and the world was a beautiful shimmer. Turquoise shafts of lights and rippled. The stair way seemed less defind than she remembered. Yawning she stretched, her […]

Pen the Dragon

Thursday, June 16th, 2016

Once a Ruler thought it would be funny to hunt dragons so collected together a bunch of knights and solders and other such people. Then they built themselves many weapons including a load of rockets which they took to the local woods. A solider spotted a dragon nest so they set up the rocket launcher […]

Broken

Sunday, May 15th, 2016

Black was such a comforting colour when he thought about it, and it suited her making her eyes seem darker and her hair glossier, such long long hair. But mainly it covered up the gentle soak of the stomach wound, he hadn’t meant it but sometimes things just broke when he got mad with them […]

The Green Man Crossing

Friday, September 18th, 2015

It was all a bit weird if I am honest, but I can see how it happened. Britain has a soul of old old gods and creatures, not entirely here or hidden away. It is thinly overlaid with Christianity; and when I say thinly, I mean thinly. Most of the great stone churches still pay […]

Pearly Costa

Thursday, September 10th, 2015

I collected them, so many of them, little discs of shimmering colour, white and silver and mucky and lovely. In a little velvetine bag I found in my Nan’s button collection. They were, in truth, her buttons, and my aunt’s buttons and my great great aunt’s buttons and then my in-law’s buttons, but only the […]

The Fire Strome Festival

Thursday, August 13th, 2015

A letter from the Firestorm Archive sub. cat. Hackers, Makers, Shakers. For the attention of Aten NB – Jess. I shall start with the blazing tower, it loomed over us with its metal carcass exposed and in some places melting. It looked super sci-fi and alive. It was a sculpture and it was beautiful. Kali […]