You’re cold and hungry and drunk. You don’t particularly want to go home, there’s nothing to go home to, no warm fire or hot meal. Just an empty house and a dead dog. So why did she leave you? Maybe she’ll be there when you get home. Why did you shout at each other when… Read more The Dark Light of The Moon

Jane had always thought of herself as green. Not in an environmental way as that was a bit too modern. As a child she’d wanted to be a sprite and mix with other sprites down by the stream. She wanted to fit in and be one of them and listen to their murmurings and play… Read more Another Life