Certificate 15

Ages 15 and up

Unexpected Allies

Furrowed eyebrows. They had expected to meet heavier resistance as they journeyed towards the Vakrael home world but the closer they got to Valos...

Broken Chains

Nothing mattered. The staring, the clouded helmets, Lore didn’t care about any of it. They barely knew their child but something snapped within them...
Cherry

Letters to Thurloe 7-9

An unnamed lawyer acting on behalf of Parliament travels to Cornwall to investigate an incident which occurred during the siege of Pendennis Castle. As his investigation gathers pace he reports to Cromwell's spymaster general, John Thurloe. (7-9 of 9)
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Letters to Thurloe 4-6

1646. An unnamed lawyer acting on behalf of Parliament travels to Cornwall to investigate an incident which occurred during the siege of Pendennis Castle. As his investigation gathers pace he reports to Cromwell's spymaster general John Thurloe. (4-6 of 9)
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Cherry

The Syllables of The Other

Before the first word a moment, within that moment all moments, and within those moments the collective hymns for each world and each instant of...

Letters to Thurloe 1-3

1646. An unnamed lawyer acting on behalf of Parliament travels from London to Cornwall to investigate an incident which occurred during the siege of Pendennis Castle. As his investigation gathers pace he writes to Cromwell's spymaster general, John Thurloe. (1-3 of 9)
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Golden Memories: TV Programmes Part Two

A few 1960's TV programmes are hard to forget, because they have rightly achieved cult status, and are now regularly repeated. These include The...
Cherry

Macrobiotic Mayhem

She’s only been here for three weeks. I regret every minute. Doing someone a favour. “Somewhere to stay while things are sorted out.” My kitchen is...

Everyone is beautiful in the dark

Midnight claws at her nocturnal skin like a lover despised and that lie lay-strewn like Confetti across your bedroom floor. Another illicit notch on...
Cherry

Aunt Tilly

Water and bare walls, reluctant bread and butter when I was hungry, entire conversations that failed to admit my existence. A visit to my aunt Tilly...