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They all woke up as the first rays broke through the fog that had ensnared the world. Aurora, Heilig, and Morgan greeted each other with a simple...

Chapter Forty-Three McCain hammered the driver’s wheel in frustration. So the bitch had provided the lead, had somehow guessed his men’s destination...

*/ This poem is an ekphrastic description of Turner's wonderful painting 'The Shipwreck' which I once gazed at for a very long time in the Tate Gallery, marvelling at the depths of the colour green he had created to depict a violent sea swallowing up broken ships and desperate men.

Chapter 5. Trouble at the Mill. Amanderella woke early, refreshed and entirely untroubled by the valley’s nocturnal whistling. The Crooked Lantern...

51 “They sleep inside tonight,” Tucker said. “That they do.” After settling the horses down for the night, Trudy reached out and took Tucker’s hand...

Aldo and Jennifer (Aldo's stepdaughter) drop by to visit Mrs Henderson (Aldo's old neighbour). The visit takes an unexpected turn when Mrs Henderson...

Ankles turn on dried mud, Sticking out at angles, A once muddy reminder of the tread of deer and horses. Overhead kites and hawks hover and swoop. I...

Chapter 4. Games at the Inn. Amanderella’s declaration hung in the air for a moment, steady and reassuring. The men nodded, some vigorously, some...