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In which Gwladys points out a few things and Aefelthrith takes umbrage.

Two Art lovers.

Before you could say, “Peanut butter sandwich,” evening clouds changed into a stack of black and blue pillow-piles. Colin shivered. Good thing he had...

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] I’m not ashamed of the gospel , the gospel of Christ, the Lord: … Righteousness by faith alone!

Think Buffy the vampire meets Sailor Moon with a 90's punk aesthetic. 19 year old punk Grace Hoopers humdrum University existence is forever changed when she is plunged into a plot involving galactic warfare, talking space dogs and a decent heaping of teen angst. Drugs, sex and galactic warfare.

Keys jangle in her hand as she stands indecisive before the front door, nothing there, nothing worth the effort of turning the key, she backs away...

Paul F. McCann A SMILE AND A SHILLELAGH I have an Irish temper that is as wild as wild can be. So don’t come near me when I’ve got the hands on my...

Rumour has it that he’s goat a bent copper oan his payroll, McNulty. Gets the heids up whenever the trail starts tae lead tae his door an takes the...

We’re up the Castle Street end ay the Royal Infirmary; a crumblin Victorian relic ay a hoaspital. The stuff ay nightmares, the place; encrusted as it...