Monday, October 31, 2011

A Ghastly Tale

Echoes from the Old Quarter, seen glimpsed strained through a glass-magnifying mirror device. Memory and the mind’s bejeweled clarity of perception. Alleys resounding to ancient laughter – long-ago summer days. The gorse was in bloom then, of course, and the wind raced and howled over the moors above the dreaming tiled village. Within the ‘Cretan Labyrinth’ lurked many a wonder… & wandering where the wind blew, my feet flew free and clattered on the cobbled crossroads-

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Elias Gillpington Part 8

Something is happening in the decaying seaport of New Lynsmouth – something as singular as it is perplexing – what the deuce is going on?













If you enjoy reading “The Caterpillar’, why not print out some fliers, cut them up & pass them around….