Once they were away from the warehouses, plodding down a quiet road back towards the western quarter, Evan drew a deep breath and said. “Did you see how much he paid us? I’m going to thrash that overblown goat of a famer within an inch of his life when I get hold of him.” He …
“What’s for dinner?” “Whatever you decide to make.” “You’ve eaten?” “Two hours ago.” “You could have waited.” “I did.” “You ate two hours ago.” “You’re three hours late.” “It was an emergency.” “I’m sure it was.” “And what’s that supposed to mean?” “I agreed with you.” “Your words did, but your tone went straight through …
Another visitor to The Last Teashop. I am back to drizzle as my constant companion and I’m glad this house is well-built, with a slate roof rather than thatch. It’s irrational but I have this belief that all this rain would not only have finally, somehow, made it through the bulk of a thatched roof …
This was an exercise to describe somewhere very familiar to me through the eyes of someone who'd never seen it before. (For the record, in reference to the image, I've yet to see a village green with mowing lines on the grass) Walking along the high street, Debra took a left turn into a short, …
The evening proved surprisingly merry. Astrid and Will carried news from across Clearfall, they’d travelled widely in the preceding months, yet managed to draw stories of Woodbine and its inhabitants from all three of them. Eleanor had never seen Martha so animated and eloquent. She told her tales well, with sharp observations of her neighbours’ …
“You are the seventh son of a seventh son. You are the chosen paladin of the Green Goddess!” The woman finished her oration, which had involved far too much questionable history for Gabe’s patience and looked at him triumphantly. Gabe sighed and rubbed his brow. “Does this one at least pay?” “What?” “We’re pretty low …
Lillabelle looked around with much the same expression as she’d had when Evander had dragged them to a slum area of Starsong’s capital city as part of some scheme of his mother’s to improve the place. She placed a fine, lace edged handkerchief on the seat of one of the chairs and perched on it, …
It was fine, really, Miranda was perfectly happy to stay at home, perfectly happy to keep the plants watered and the cat company while Mum and Dad went snorkelling in the Maldives, and Patrick posted photos on social of him in the arms of a bronzed Aussie surf god in Sydney. She liked being at …
1/5 Stars Call that a cave? I’ve seen larger rabbit holes I have to admit, I visited this cave with very low expectations, and yet it managed to underwhelm in every regard. First, a cave should be large enough to fit into, and by ‘fit’ I mean be capable of accommodating a decent-sized dragon, with …
“It’s not healthy to skip meals.” “I’m not skipping, Grams, I’m meeting my friends for lunch.” Alison paused with her hand on the door handle but didn’t turn around. She’d been so, so close to getting out without being noticed. She saw Tim standing half behind Grams in the reflection of the window by the …
