He had walked that rough path with her before, a life time ago it seemed now. Brushing past the¬† nodding reeds, damp with salt from the marshes, he forced himself onwards to the edges. It was always the edge, the place where they both belonged now. She had told him once that it was only […]

The Legend of The Golem.

The origins of the Saltdark Golem are lost in time, mixed with anecdote and myth. What is generally agreed upon is that the Golem was brought to the village, or created in the village, by a Polish Kabbalist fleeing the pogroms in Prague of the 1600’s. The Kabbalist, referred to as Abraham, although undoubtedly this […]

The Moon City

— I have sat at the feet of Sin. With lapis lazuli beard and Bull Of Heaven. Watched his children Utu & Inanna dance with Mother and Consort, Ningal. Gazed from on high at Ur and Harran, With Woolley reconstructions of Moon ziggurats, counting the steps and the days.

The Stone Golem Of Saltdark.

Deep in the Saltdark Marshes lies the village of Saltdark. This stark and unimaginatively named hamlet lies miles away from any other town in the area, and as such its dour and insular folk have little to do with outsiders. For centuries the villagers have worked the marsh, cutting its reeds to sell on to […]

The House of the Dead Gods

The House of the Dead Gods. Segmented essence within this place, bone mortar secured within fragmentary walls. Fallen ,are the followers, with¬†razor shredded souls seeking questions to the answers, of those long gone. Eviscerated and visceral, they turn on each other, as Dead Gods look on.  

The Tomb:Photographs

I have been asked to provide some photographs as a reference of the cemetery where the Tomb is located. The ever present fog obscures some of the further parts of the cemetery. Martin is seen walking his dog, Lucien, in this photograph. Martin started his investigation into the Book of the Stilled Tongue, by visiting […]