World-moulder – Part V

An Espresso Tale By Accipiter G. Goshawk The story continues from where we left it in Part IV… Darkness swirled, trying to choke the life out of them; trying to end the warm blaze that was cupped in the palm of their hand. Teal smiled amidst the maelstrom of fire, fear and rage: they were …

Hesitant path

A poem By Accipiter G. Goshawk Warm Earthenware vaseLovingly Filled: dreams, secretsClosed: shyly exposed

World-moulder – Part IV

An Espresso Tale By Accipiter G. Goshawk The story continues from where we left it in Part III… They had no notion of time. There was only the line, the lava flow and the endless wait. Somewhere up ahead – they had been told – was the person responsible for validation: only they could look …

World-moulder – Part III

An Espresso Tale By Accipiter G. Goshawk The story continues from where we left it in Part II… They awoke to a ticking sound. It wasn’t the melodious dancing of their own pocket watch but a harsh snapping of a much larger instrument. Slowly they rose from the small grey cot. Around them, the dark …

World-moulder – Part II

An Espresso Tale By Accipiter G. Goshawk The story continues from where we left it in Part I… In the depths of the Building, the Inner Workings roiled and tumbled endlessly like an angry sea of fire. Realities jumped into existence only to be smashed a timeless fraction later by an expanding plain of nothingness. …