The building faced out over the town green with its bandstand where once upon a time politicians had stumped and fireworks had been set off on the summer holidays. The town had only one main street, called Main, which split to circle the green the locals called the Square. Few politicians stumped...
Dressed as they both were – Robert in one of his usual fitted suits – they looked a little out of place, but the owner came rushing over the minute she and Robert had walked in the door. “Robert, my friend! Welcome, welcome!” he exclaimed and escorted them personally to his ‘best table’ in a corn...
Fairy oaks and pine trees towered high above him. Sunlight sliced brilliantly down between the leaves and tall trunks to dapple the earth below with light. Green patches of moss with the dainty little white flowers folks called fairy rings seemed to glow against the shadows, drinking up the brief...
Delae was relieved to see them, even more to feel the thick walls of the quadrangle cut the fierce and bitter winds so she didn’t have to hold on just to stay on Besra’s back. Such as it was, it was home. Morlis hurried out to greet them with Petra and Hallis on his heels. All three paused to see...