Tag Archives: magic

A sparkler, for Emily

November the fifth.  Monday. The big public firework displays have already blossomed and died. The weekend nights whizzing and banging. Pulsing with sights that vie with the northern lights for colour, but cannot touch them for magic. But today is … Continue reading

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Three Winters’ Tales, of Darkness and Light

Part 2 A middling time, of fire and frost The thudding of hoofs echoes through woodland glades. A horn blows, a shout goes up. A deer falls and the huntsmen rejoice with cheers and laughter. The forest that once, in … Continue reading

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The beholding I

Don’t tell anyone. I don’t want to make a fuss about it. But I think I’ve acquired a supernatural power. I know. Unlikely. But I’ve suspected it for some time and on Sunday I decided I was right. You see, … Continue reading

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Secrets, dragons and mills

How do you feel about secrets? I’m ambivalent. I love the idea of secret gardens. Valleys unlocked by a spell. Mountains where dragons lie hidden. Places where magic happens. Where the sun beams down on gentle hills from a forget-me-not sky. … Continue reading

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