Certificate 18

“Do not take roads traveled by the public,” the man said out loud. The range of his voice was calculated not to go any further to those he did not...

Imagine this scenario. Your ancestors have lived in Britain for centuries, most likely for millennia. They were not the landowners or politicians or...

xx - I am the Enchanter, born Illusionist evident in signature upon both hands. Symbols of Understanding and the Divine. Mystic Crosses, two pairs...

Downshire is a relatively small English county but like a pocket battleship it packs a lot in, a short but beautiful coastline, a channel port, the Ancient forests of Dancingdean and Pepperstock, the craggy ridges and manmade lakes of the Pepperstock Hills National Park, the rolling hills of the Downshire Downs, the beautiful Finchbottom Vale and farm land as far as the eye can see from the Trotwood’s and the Grace’s in the south to the home of the Downshire Light infantry, Nettlefield, and their affluent neighbour’s, Roespring and Tipton in the North but it’s in the small village of Oxley Green in close proximity to Nettlefield, where our story takes place.