The sky was blue and windswept. The clouds had a definite formation to them. They were pointing at the nearest part of the coast, their central blue line line exactly
Category: Elizabethan England
THEATRE OF THE MINDTHEATRE OF THE MIND
Once a month, on the evening of the third Sunday, the Silent Eye hosts a zoom-based get-together on the internet. People join us from across the world. The purpose is
In the gardens of coughton courtIn the gardens of coughton court
Coughton Court in Warwickshire, fifteen miles from Stratford-on-Avon, is the ancestral home of the Throckmortons, one of the UK’s oldest catholic families and a place of great intrigue during the
The Way to Dusty Death?The Way to Dusty Death?
We were in Ulverston, Dean and I. We’d just climbed the famous ‘Hoad’ – a tall monument on the top of a tall hill that looks like a lighthouse… but
The Stone and the Pilgrim (6) final partThe Stone and the Pilgrim (6) final part
“It is what it is…” I remember the evening Morgana said that to me, many years ago. We were in Glastonbury, doing the first of our year of bi-monthly talks.
The Stone and the Pilgrim (5)The Stone and the Pilgrim (5)
We stumbled upon the Preston Pele Tower, fifteen miles south-west of Bamburgh, back in February, 2018. My wife and I had seen a reference to it on a noticeboard in
Jewels in the Claw (III)Jewels in the Claw (III)
Continued from Part Two The man with the packing case pauses as he passes the place that was the East, the place from which the Queen began her direction of
Silent Eye: Sixth Weekend Draws Nigh! – by AlienoraSilent Eye: Sixth Weekend Draws Nigh! – by Alienora
Reblogged from Alienora’s Anthology: Silent Eye: A Modern Mystery School has been an important part of my life since its birth way back in 2013; though, actually, the story starts
Esoteric ShipbuildingEsoteric Shipbuilding
It was a ‘stream of consciousness moment’; one of those that acts like a time machine. The flash of memories cut right back to my childhood – seven or eight
The Edge of Order: Frances WalsinghamThe Edge of Order: Frances Walsingham
It had been simple, back then, when all eyes shone with approval; when she was the young bride of the Queen’s Champion, Sir Philip Sidney. This daughter of the ‘Sworn’,
The Dragon of Elizabeth’s Seas.The Dragon of Elizabeth’s Seas.
It is the beginning of May, 1587, and a man known locally as The Dragon is headed for Cadiz on Spain’s Atlantic coast. His mission is not peaceful. The act
She of the VoiceShe of the Voice
“Ra-bi-ya, Ra-bi-ya…’ As she surveys the black and white squares of the court before her, the song echoes in her head, a beloved memory of time spent, long ago, with
A Woman of Power and SubstanceA Woman of Power and Substance
It is the winter of 1584. The well-dressed woman watches as her fourth husband storms out of the dining hall at their present home, Tutbury Castle, in Staffordshire. In the