Three different points of view on a wedding day with its roots in hell. * * one * * A leveret to lie in wait for you before the plague village church’s door. A wreath of bitter cress and mallow…

‘Summer Pins you’ll fall for,’ announced the email.  She often deleted them without a thought, but impulsively clicked on this one. It revealed six images, each daring to epitomise summer. Her mouse pointer dawdled over one of a bay warmed,…

Invent the maddest first sentence ever and then write the story that leads up to that scene. When I finally escaped the charge of the Desert Djinn, Zhod the Unsettling he was scrutinising the interior of his loincloth for a…