Thursday, 24 July 2014

Episode 10 - Chapter 74

 “I will accompany you, if I may?” Oak said to Dad.

“Um....okay,” Dad replied, looking a bit startled and uncomfortable. “It's this way,” he continued, leading Oak out into the hallway.

“I am aware of the layout of your house...” I heard Oak say, the end of his sentence drowned out by the scrape of the cellar door opening. That's not a partnership made in heaven, I couldn't help thinking, there'll be trouble there soon enough.

“Perhaps you and I should search the upper floor,” Raven said to Mum before I could voice my concern.

“What a good idea,” Mum responded, stepping into the hallway. “After you,” she said, at the foot of the stairs, followed by the trudge of two pairs of feet ascending.

Which left Fiona and I, stood in my parent's living room. It was then that I was struck by the alarming notion that I really didn't know what to say to my own wife. Thankfully, it was she who broke the silence before it got too uncomfortable.

“Be a love,” she said with a warm smile, a smile that brought with it an unexpected feeling of relief, “Go and have a quick look in the kitchen, just to be on the safe side.”


So that's what I did.

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Wednesday, 23 July 2014

Episode 10 - Chapter 73

 “Too late for what?” I asked, the alarm and dread I was feeling making themselves at home in my stomach. I should have been getting used to that by then, I know, but each new turn of events felt like a new pit opening.

We all looked to Fiona, waiting for her to reply.

“I...” she started to speak, then stopped, mouth open, a heady cocktail of confusion and frustration danced in her eyes. “I don't know,” she said finally, “There's something going on with them, something I can't quite get a grip on.” She paused, rubbing her face, as if there were a film of dirt covering it, a film that somehow blocked her senses. “Yes, I know,” she continued, presumably in reply to her unseen accomplice.

“I don't know what they're up to,” she told us honestly, almost pleading. “They weren't supposed to be here. Whatever it is they're up to, it can't be good. We have to find them and stop them, before they spoil everything.”


“Well if that's the case,” Edward said, dusting at his trousers with the palms of his hands, “I'll go and look in the cellar.”

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Tuesday, 22 July 2014

Episode 10 - Chapter 72

 I was bent over, hacking my lungs up. We all were, even Raven and Oak. Thick noxious smoke filled our living room, bitter on the tongue and acid to the eye, tears streaming down our faces.

Not surprisingly, it was Raven who recovered first. With a ragged cloth held over his nose and mouth, he strode purposefully to the window, flinging it open. Waving his arms frantically, he walked to the spot Strauss had occupied but a moment before, empty now, no trace of the three midgets or their solitary alter-ego remained.

As the smoke began to thin and clear, I could see him looking at Fiona, eye brows raised.

“They wont have gone far,” she said.

Wiping the tears from my eyes, I saw the cats had also made their exit.

“No?” Raven asked her in reply, “How can you be sure? Might they not have just returned to the Weave?”


“I doubt it,” she told him, “That's not their purpose here. But we should try to find them, before it's too late.”

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Monday, 21 July 2014

Episode 10 - Chapter 71

 “M'lady,” Strauss began to reply, “We really have no idea what you're...”

“DON'T!” Fiona interrupted, “Please, just don't. I can see it all around you, something different. Something wrong.”

Even beneath their cowl, Strauss seemed nervous, uncomfortable. “M'lady...” they began again, but were cut short once more, this time by both cats suddenly hissing like mad, their bodies tensing, eerie moans coming from their throats.

“We are sorry,” Strauss said. There was a really loud bang, a bright flash of light and Strauss was suddenly engulfed in a huge cloud of smoke.

“What the blazes,” Dad shouted as smoke billowed through the room.

I couldn't see a thing, not even my hand right in front of me. I heard a dull thump, followed by another, then the shuffling of small feet. “Got you!” Oak exclaimed, somewhere across the room.


“Get a window open,” Mum shouted. I heard the slamming of doors before the smoke got to my lungs and I was forced to double over with coughing fits.

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Sunday, 20 July 2014

Episode 10 - Chapter 70

 Fiona doesn't really understand what it is she's seeing when she looks at Strauss. Of course she can see the tall thin creature adorned with a cowl and full length cape. Beyond that she sees the three midgets: Larry, Curly and Mo, the self-styled comedy trio, balancing precariously atop each others' shoulders. But beyond that, there's something else, something she hasn't seen before, that her mind doesn't quite know how to interpret. There's a hint of tension in the figure before her, as if all three of them are part of a tightly wound mechanism. And then there's the colour,s as if a cloud of red mist is hanging around them, what a new-age type might call an aura, deep and vibrant and to her, very very alarming.

“What are you?” she asks them, while her hands busy themselves with affectionate cats. To her senses, the cats are just that: two female felines. Fiona knows how they see themselves: tall, thin, regal, beautiful, human. But to her they're just cats: cute, fluffy and totally self absorbed.

“M'lady,” Strauss replies, “We are what we've always been, and all that we've ever claimed to be.”


“No,” she says, “There's something about you, something different.” Suspicion tugs at her mind as she speaks. “There's something you're not telling me,” she says, “What are you up to?”

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Saturday, 19 July 2014

Episode 10 - Chapter 69

 “No,” Raven replied, “No they don't. A mythology only survives when all its' participants believe in it's truth.”

I didn't understand what they were talking about. I was about to ask, but one look at Raven's face made me think twice. A deep frown had settled over his brow, as if he were suddenly lost in thought. “A Fallacy, yes,” he muttered, scratching at his chin. “But a Dangerous Misconception? Never heard of such a thing. Something's wrong there, very wrong...”

Fiona had her eyes very firmly on Strauss, while her hands were occupied with fussing the cats. Strauss himself, or themselves, whichever it should be, stood still in the corner. Despite that, there was something about their demeanour that made me feel uncomfortable. He, or they, gave off an air of anxiety or nervousness. Which, now I come to think about it, was only to be expected really, what with the way Fiona was staring at them.

“Do you think we'll have to wait long?” I asked.

Nobody replied. For a second or two I actually wondered if anybody had heard me.


“That's a hard question to answer,” it was Oak who finally spoke, “The Council perceives time differently to your kind.”

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Friday, 18 July 2014

Episode 10 - Chapter 68

 “Yes? What is it?” Raven asked sharply as the noise abated.

“Since our earliest days mapping the Weave,” the Nomad said, its' voice rich and sulphuric, “My tribe has been loyal to the Forest.”

“That is true,” Raven replied, “What of it?”

“We have always come when called,” the face in the wall continued, “Acted as the Forest has required, in all matters.”

“I have no argument with that,” Raven sighed, “Why do you mention it?”

“We believe we may have found the trail of a Fallacy,” the Nomad told him, “Or at the very least, a Dangerous Misconception....”

“And you wish to take your leave,” Raven interrupted, “In order to hunt it?”

“With your permission,” the Nomad confirmed.

Raven looked at Fiona. While never taking her eyes off Strauss, she nodded. “That's fine by me,” she said.

“Permission granted,” Raven said, but the wall had already returned to normal, no trace of the Nomad anywhere to be seen.


“They really don't know,” Fiona said, her hands still eliciting purrs of satisfaction from the cats, “They have no idea, do they?”

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