David Patten

*****Amaya can’t suppress a wry smile.  An item of gossip has reached her.  It seems there are those intent on labeling her a witch.  Such an archaic term, unused for centuries, its connotation pejorative.  Amaya ponders that maybe it’s because she’s an outlier.  During that unenlightened age, it was a convenient term for nonconformist women, […]

A landscape of mud. Thick, invasive. Like a disease it spreads and clings, fuelled by the autumn rains that have pummelled the endless fields of Flanders. Now, with the onset of winter, comes a hardening as the frigid air coats the mud with a shell, until the next thaw once more releases it.   Unforgiving,