HEAVONEARTH

The old man’s eyes stared vacant. Crow’s feet cut deep into the corners and the brilliant blue of their youth was faded with a hint of...

The cloister wall was overgrown with ivy. Bees pollinated the purple honeysuckles which graced the air with sweet fragrance. The heather...

The vacuous warehouse space spun into a blur of faded colour. Soft focus. The edges bleed together with grueling disillusion. A blank...

The cell was musty with dust and age, its interior littered with the vestiges of a bygone era prior to the reopening of the surface to...

The interstellar lattice stretched some three hundred billion light years around the firmament, although the human eye could only fathom...

I love stories. I remember sitting on the mat in class when our teacher would read Roald Dahl stories like the BFG or The Half Men of O...