In the Service of Mystery (Pt.1)
The setting sun shone through the windows of the nave scattering abstract coloured patterns across the stone-flagged floor. The voices of passers-by and the clattering of wheels on the road outside were muted by the thick, ancient walls of the church....
A Meeting
As a rule, I don't often spend the night at my mother's farm. Animals find this strange, but the pressures of parish life tend to get in the way of decent family time. Anyway, this was a little while ago, but so strange, that I felt it needed to be...
Myths and Legends of Ironmont - The Dragon
High in the Iron Mountains, overlooking the City in the valley below is a cave. To the animals who visit the mountains for skiing and climbing today, it is just a little scrape in the rock, a rather dull divot in the mountainside. The locals know it...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 6)
They both nodded. In an unguarded moment, I realised that for the first time ever, I had actually used Dean Grayson's Christian name. I gathered myself and took Harry to my car. Minutes later we were heading back home. We drove home in silence, Harry...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 27)
_Weak, he was and is weak. Cast him away, go it alone. He is a liability, hopelessly in love with Gerald. **Weak!** _ **_ _** No! Harry is not weak. We do not work alone. Not alone, never alone! _You stand alone, Francis. All alone against my...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 13)
There were still lights burning in the vicarage as I walked up the path. I slipped into the hall and followed the sounds of talking to the living room. Both Gerald and Harry looked up as I entered the room. Harry smirked and pointed at me. 'Look at...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 15)
As I set to the car moving, I beeped the horn and waved to my mother and Gerald. We bounced away down the drive and joined the valley road. As we neared the junction for Coombe Dare, I looked across to Kiniun. 'What time train do you have to catch?'...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 11)
About half an hour passed and my stack of paperwork shrank agonisingly slowly. I was saved from the horrors of the diocesan missional statistics return (a form that is just as boring as it sounds) by the church door creaking open. I looked up and...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 5)
Moments later, I was pulling away from the vicarage and driving north to meet the main road. The drive to Newton was uneventful, but there is always one point in the journey that lifted my soul. As you approach the city from the Amble Valley, you crest...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 12)
That was how father's stories often finished. He would tale the En-gal mask back from me and return it to its proper place on the study wall. Some years later, father taught me what he knew of En-gal, and of the rites of exorcism. I smiled at those...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 25)
While I had been in the back of the ambulance, everyone else, it appeared, had eaten, leaving me with my meal sitting under a layer of cling-film on the worktop. I was just reaching out to pick the plate up when Anna put a paw on my arm. 'You'll want...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 24)
'I took that uniform off for the last time and went to the nearest pub and tried to drown out the memories.' Silenced reigned once more; roughly, Harry wiped a paw across his eyes, dashing the wetness away. The lynx sat slumped forward, his face...