An Excerpt from The Key of the Storm

Two Trees, a Celt and his Seed To the West a City of Towers resplendent in strength, dominating its surroundings, was connected, by a rarely used trail that traversed a scrubby wasteland, to a series of low-lying hills falling away to the East. This desolate, frost spattered tract of land in between was...

The Child Who Died From Other Tales

If insane I So let it be Who dares to dream Such dreams but me? It’s impossible to state with any accuracy when the visions started, or when I first noticed that some of the things I heard or saw were not something others that could. I was young, very young – and had not even started school properly....

An Excerpt of The Recusant Who Never Recanted by DW Storer

An Excerpt of The Recusant Who Never Recanted by DW Storer Is mind so then Divorced from soul? Mere thought in ink Upon life’s scroll? The Big Chair Memories are, in many ways, similar to the surgeon’s knife; handled skilfully they can cure many ills. In the wrong hands, however, they can prove fatal. I...

Poems Without a Home

Excerpt from Poems Without a Home by Darren Storer   Thus to speak My thoughts aloud So to be heard Above the crowd For such is life… And some things haunt me; Less fearful though Than those that flee Appearing so Capriciously. Needs must I, And in good faith, Seek the words To speak of Wraith...