The blood: the Life that flows through us, taken in as breath, fresh each second, flowing out to be renewed in the world of nature; natural, given. The
Category: modern mystery school
Patterned in Dorset (4 – final)Patterned in Dorset (4 – final)
He did not know how many were up there… Centurion Calogerus stared at the edge of the plateau above him. The vast hill-fort rose from the chalk lands below in
Lord of the Deep – Workshop April 2019Lord of the Deep – Workshop April 2019
The Silent Eye’s Spring workshop for 2019 * The glories above were unamed. The word for that world beneath, unuttered. Source and time, unfettered, merged… From the mingling waves-of-water came
Jewels in the Claw (8)Jewels in the Claw (8)
Continued from Part Seven. He – the man with the packing cases – picks up his empty tea cup and begins to walk towards the small table near the entrance
Jewels in the Claw (7)Jewels in the Claw (7)
Continued from Part Six. The tea cup is empty, but he continues to hold it – lost, happily, in his reveries on the edge of what was the stage, the
Jewels in the Claw (6)Jewels in the Claw (6)
Continued from Part Five. Sipping the tea, his hands clasp around the warm cup. The gesture reminds him of the way she took her husband’s arm, at the end of that
Jewels in the Claw (5)Jewels in the Claw (5)
Continued from Part Four. Kind hands pass him a hot tea. He sits on the edge of what was the Royal Court, sipping and watching the ghosts… Many kind faces
Jewels in the Claw (4)Jewels in the Claw (4)
Continued from Part Three. The line of packing cases is nearly complete. The man looks down at the three chairs in the East, one white, one purple and one red.
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
Jewels in the Claw (1)Jewels in the Claw (1)
There is a moment when he stops, puts down his packing box, and looks at what remains of the Court Floor. It is the last vestige of a creative journey
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 Time VampiresThe Time Vampires
It’s a tough one, this. I love technology and I have a lasting belief that it has brought us a lot of good… but a nasty feeling that we
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
The Deadly Edge of Love (part 2)The Deadly Edge of Love (part 2)
(Continued from Part One of The Deadly Edge of Love) It’s the morning of 18th November, 1558. Robert Dudley is witnessing a miracle. In her dying months, Queen Mary, Elizabeth’s
The Deadly Edge of Love (part 1)The Deadly Edge of Love (part 1)
They were both young, though he was a year older; beyond childhood but not yet adults, not in the way that their lives would soon force them to be… They
An Arthur for Elizabeth?An Arthur for Elizabeth?
Philip Sidney was born, in 1554, into prosperity and with connections. He was the eldest son of Sir Henry Sidney and Lady Mary Dudley – making him a relative of
The Adventurer’s Hidden MagicThe Adventurer’s Hidden Magic
“Strike man, strike!” Those were the last words of Sir Walter Raleigh, spoken to an executioner who was taking his time, at the end of one of the most colourful
Women In The Mist (4)Women In The Mist (4)
(Continued from Part three on Sun in Gemini) The spiritual, stripped of the trappings of religion, is a search for the real. We may protest that we already live lives
Women In The Mist (2)Women In The Mist (2)
(Continued from Part One on Sun in Gemini) The rain has abated… for now. After the morning of the second day, we return to East Aquorthies to have more revealed
Magical Man at the Dawn of ScienceMagical Man at the Dawn of Science
The Elizabethan age considered itself scientific, indeed the word ‘science’ was used to mean ‘knowledge’. The so called Age of Reason was a much later term applied by historians of
The Mind of The Virgin QueenThe Mind of The Virgin Queen
Is it possible to go back in time and see into the minds of monarchs who played a key role in a country’s development? Given it is so long ago,