by brian | Sep 30, 2026 | Life
Museo National De La Muerte. The crow landed at Jim’s feet again and curtsied like a widow in mourning. Jim was mesmerised by the bird and the document he’d just read, the one he’d written when his wife was alive. He recalled the circumstances behind the strange tale...
by brian | Sep 29, 2026 | Uncategorized
It was only recognisable from the single remaining wheel Jim read Chapter Seven of the story again and again. “He came back.” He hadn’t written that. It wasn’t his hand. In fact, that had been the area of the story he had struggled with. Now, it was...
by brian | Sep 28, 2026 | Uncategorized
Siren’s Return refers to a condition currently known as secondary drowning. The account tells of a young man who appears in a village on the North West coast of Brittany. Jim translated the next three lines. They were identical to his composition. He slipped further...
by brian | Sep 28, 2026 | Uncategorized
Titch went home with the Subbuteo goalkeeper My Aunty Joan was one of nine which included my Mam. She was the only one that didn’t get married, apparently she had lots wrong with her but nobody talked about it so I didn’t know what. Just like when Nana died and we...
by brian | Sep 27, 2026 | Uncategorized
The upright on the left bore a sign in brown and cream, of the kind directed at tourists. Chapter One January 15th, in the year of our Lord, 1998. Ploubazlanec, Brittany. The battered 2CV Fourgonnette bounced into the village square in Ploubazlanec. The two-cylinder...
