Our ghost: awake …

The horror of what he had been doing stopped Tom in his tracks. He stared out into the blackness of the winter twilight, then back to the cellphone in his [...]

The Fall of Hadryn, Son of Imrik … (extract)

The wind tore at Imrik’s cloak as the dragon Minathar soared above the Asbach Plains. Below him, the rolling grasslands were a patchwork of green. To his [...]

Our ghost

Crash! The sound of a saucepan hitting quarry tiles echoes through the early morning. I start. Outside the conservatory I see that night is ebbing slowly away. [...]

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