Our stone boy with wings, Phillip. Flying towards the open door in the dome, not knowing what waited for him there or what he must do. Aware that although… Read more ‘The Very Strange Adventures of a Travelling Knight: Part 9 – A Broken Toy’ →
A ceremony for pylons and trees, to save the world. Damian Mark Whittle
Phillip flew through threw the now open window, the window that reminded him of the chapel at home, and he wondered how the priest would react if he could… Read more ‘The Very Strange Adventures of a Travelling Knight: Part Eight – A Meeting at the Court of Never Could Be’ →
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Part Seven: A Battle of Shades And so there he was, our boy Phillip, descending the pitch black well, down into the history section of the Library. Only he seemed… Read more ‘The Very Strange Adventures of a Travelling Knight: Part Seven – A Battle of Shades’ →
Inspired by memories of reading MR James’ ghost stories in the ruins of Kirkstall Abbey, one summer that feels a lifetime away. Damian Mark Whittle
Every good labyrinth Should have its own Minotaur Or ideally Many, many more Damian Mark Whittle
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