Category: mystery

Night beginnings…

I love images that pull you in and suggest what might follow… ‘The car behind had been gaining on her for the past few minutes, getting closer with every mile. How far was she from civilisation! Would she be able to outrun him…assuming it was a him!’ —- ‘He looked ahead and saw the car slowing… No! It had stopped. And he was hurtling … Read More Night beginnings…

#ShortWrytz – The Rock

It sat there… peaceful; serene, even. The tide came in, washed off the loose, blown sand, then went back out. Pretty much like any other day, really. But the rock knew this day was different… The young boy came over and stared at the rock, as he had done most days since that first day – the day they had started speaking to each … Read More #ShortWrytz – The Rock

Teasing the imagination: lights

Pictures telling very short stories… Unseen, Craven surveyed the street from the single window of his temporary dwelling. They wouldn’t find him here… Or, rather, there was only one person who would; and she would be warmly expected. Only she would be able to align the pattern of lights to form a visual ladder to him. The others would have tried to kill him. … Read More Teasing the imagination: lights

Circles around Sedgwick (2 – recovered) – a canal of our own

Continued from Part One… (Note: republished from my Mac laptop as the latest version of WP on the iPhone 11 Pro has crashed itself, repeatedly, and appears to have taken the original post with it… I’ve had to recreate this from a (mercifully) still open window that allowed a cut and past of the whole thing… Apologies to those whose links arrived at nothing!) We … Read More Circles around Sedgwick (2 – recovered) – a canal of our own

Fear and Love in the High Peak – part one

It’s not the best of photo resolutions, but the above image says it all. Briony saluting the Derbyshire landscape in her own way at the end of three days of the Silent Eye’s Tideswell-based workshop: Sue and Stuart’s creation; and a wonderful experience for the group of souls who braved the provocative title for the weekend… Rites of Passage: Seeing beyond Fear …and decided … Read More Fear and Love in the High Peak – part one

The Modern Mysteries

The ‘mysteries’ have been with mankind as long as we have existed. They are a collection of paths that take us inwards; restoring a sense of self deeper than that which reacts, and showing us that mankind is much more than a biological animal – though animals, and their focus on the ‘now’ have much to teach us, too. The reason these paths work … Read More The Modern Mysteries

Inspector Sunday

The Swedish chair looked very comfortable. He sat in it and rocked backwards. The mysterious tiredness swept over him, again. Had be been drugged? He gave in to sleep… When he awoke it was still light, he was hungry, and there was a cat sitting on the footstool, looking at him… ‘Mow,’ said the cat. ©Stephen Tanham

Inspector Sunday

Sunday decided to investigate the house; it felt partly familiar, but altered… Curiously, he did not feel threatened. Besides, his only hope of getting back lay in locating the redhead. Turning into the hallway, he came on the giant teeth, which, although fixed to the wall, seems to bar his passage… ©Stephen Tanham

Inspector Sunday

  Inspector Sunday examined the room in minute detail. His deadly enemy, Adrian Cheng, might be anywhere. But the sinister arch-criminal and master of disguise was nowhere to be see. “Perhaps a coffee would help?” the tocking of the clock seemed to say. Sunday considered the suggestion, and gave in to its subtle persuasion… “I’ll find you,” Sunday muttered, a few minutes later, sipping … Read More Inspector Sunday

Inspector Sunday

Sunday considered the redhead’s parting line and smiled…. One look at the clock told him she was lying. “Marigolds!” he laughed into the morning light. “As if…” ©Stephen Tanham

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