Fiction

'We turn away. We always do. It's what we turn into that matters.'

There was once a man who thought he was the cleverest man in the world. He thought he could understand things in a way that nobody else could and that he was always right. He would get up in the morning and his wife would say to him ‘It’s a nice day today,’ and he would say ‘It will be nicer tomorrow’ or ‘It’s too nice because of global warming’ or ‘No thanks to the government.’

Once upon a time there lived an old couple, Amy and Eric. They lived a quiet, peaceful life with their dog Old Economy deep in the heart of a peaceful and beautiful country far far away. They lived comfortably, quietly and modestly and everything seemed fine, but they were all three of them getting older.

Once upon another time, in this wild, wide, desperate and wonderful world, there was a city. Not a big city. Quite a small city really. But an old city. A city with a dark forest growing thick around it. A city that was a thousand years old