By the time she got back to the playing fields she’d just about calmed down. All that was left of the bonfire by now were dull red embers and all she...
She didn’t have to make dinner that night. She’d checked with Martyn and he was fine with them all having the hog roast and said there’d doubtless be...
"Don't dance with The Serpent my son." The Other-Witch forced her last croak. Then sank in forever to a world we can't know. The Acolytes wept as she...