If my memory was correct, the woods represented primeval concerns of savagery and the struggle for survival. Forests were the haunt of thieves and witches, their hidden depths providing the ideal hiding place for the darker side in which mankind could secrete itself. I was in the land of literary psychoanalysis and for once, in... Continue Reading →
The arrow belonged to somebody. That somebody was neither claiming it nor the moment. I surveyed the surroundings and saw nothing. My eyes travelled up to the empty windows in the buildings that stared down at us. Emptiness looked back and my search continued. Who had fired it? Why had they done so? Were they... Continue Reading →
“We’ve lost some scouts.” These were the first words that Laura spoke upon her return. “Lost?” Mother questioned. “Lost, yes, not misplaced. And Maddie is one of them?” “Have they been captured?” I asked. “We don’t know.” There was a frustration growing within me and it was getting ready to boil over. I wasn’t that... Continue Reading →
I think that I had stopped talking. It wasn’t a conscious decision, not one logically worked out, but something that just arrived one morning and then stayed for the rest of the day, and the day after and the day after that – you get it? It was before the world went quiet. Before I... Continue Reading →
I held my hefty torch before me, a broadsword against the dreaded shadows. The light danced across the room, hitting books, glancing off the impressive fireplace and illuminating the stained glass windows which told various bible stories that I was not familiar with. On two of the three windows was a man holding a staff... Continue Reading →
Just who do you turn to if you truly suspect that the country that you live in is being secretly taken over by Nazis? The answer, as I found out, was nobody. In the real world, the one that professed to exist outside the ward, few would pay much attention to such a claim. What... Continue Reading →
This was the last food that I remember from Sandham: Potato waffles Scrambled eggs and beans YoghurtsFruit juice Red lentil, chickpea and chilli (v) Roast lamb, roast potatoes, carrots, peas and mint sauce Sweet potato curry (v) Apple shortcakes Southern fried chicken, wedges and corn on the cob Orange Pavlova Toast and drinks. It’s strange,... Continue Reading →
Sometimes your characters surprise you. It is easy to fall into the obvious escape narrative. As humans, our psyche dictates that we are running away from some imminent threat just as much as we are unknowingly running towards some other threat. It’s probably a species memory from when we were pre-meal morsels for much bigger and... Continue Reading →
I remember the strangest of things, stuff that neuros don’t tend to notice. Faces are my best. I can tell if a neuro is masking, but not if they are wearing a mask. There’s all that ‘old saying’ nonsense about eyes being the gateways to the soul, but obviously I don’t think that way. Eyes... Continue Reading →
An interesting post.
It seemed appropriate that my first entry here should center around something that is very dear to me: the Hawk.
To begin with, Hawks are not as popular in mythology as some of their peers, such as Eagles and Falcons, though occasionally Hawks and Falcons can be sort of “interchanged”. This is something that I’ve always found frustrating, because a single source can describe Horus as a falcon-headed man and then also refer to the hawk of Horus (in regards to the form of his head). I find it helps to keep in mind that most of the old mythologies (especially ancient Egypt) spanned long periods of time and great distances, were not all written down, and were revised again and again. But I feel like that might be verging on another topic, so let’s get back to the Hawk, shall we?
Across the board, Hawks are seen as messengers…
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