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2. (Seventeen years earlier) The warm, July sun shone bright upon the vast, myriad group of trees overlooking the Macmillan glen. A pleasant, humid heat permeated the air and the birds twittered incessantly, capering around in the trees overhead, serenading the beauty of summer. The sound of running water remained constant in this place of solitude, Mother Nature's sanctuary from the bustle of the city, just a few miles north. In the shade, littered with shimmering beams of sunlight breaking...

1. The young man checked his watch again. Three, twenty six, almost time. He clicked the switch on the small kettle which he had requested at reception, and once again tidied his notes and made sure his laptop was closed. After all, he didn’t want to appear presumptuous. He paced the hotel room nervously, back and forth, his stomach fluttering. The maid had done a poor job of preparing the bed linen for the next occupant. The sheets hadn’t been tucked in properly, so he endeavored to keep his...

Lilith’s Coven Martin Black As I began my descent back into the real world, I experienced the most profound felling of loss. In my dream, Maria and I sat in the shade of a solitary willow tree in the centre of a desolate field. The sun blazed bright in the pale, blue sky, humid, but not too hot. All around, in the distance, as far as the eye could see, stood perfect stocks of pure, yellow barley. Maria, giggling, pulled me to my feet and we ran, hand in hand through the crops like excited chi...