Winter 1690

Lady Mabel Theawicke paced the room like a cat possessed and fought to regain some control over her senses; all emotion apart from rage appeared to have abandoned her. Her killer leaned nonchalantly against one of the heavily ornate posts of the bed, his arms folded across his chest and a smirk fixed upon his handsome face.

“You cheated me! You promised to make me one of you!” she screamed at him.

“I promised nothing of the sort –- you cheated yourself!” His words were calm and confidently delivered.

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Labels: Refuge of Delayed Souls, Web Fiction, Weblit

Posted by Miladysa at 11:55 PM

Mini MiLady with a Sparkler



Bonfire Night was last Thursday, on the 5 November, and it came close to not happening at all this year. It had poured down all day and only stopped just after it went dark.























This one is for you Jeevan


The bonfire gathering we attended was held in the village square and organised by The Red Lion, a pub known to locals as the Cat.




























The Doctors Crypt


The bonfire setting was moorland next to the cobbled rake leading down from the cemetery. The stone steps and pathway leading up to it was treacherous due to the rain. Only the very brave made it to the top. We took shelter in the grounds of the Doctors Crypt and watched the flames from there. I plan to tell you all about the Doctors in another post.























Tatty Pie and Black Peas


It was a dark, cold and wet night, the kind on which you need good, traditional, Lancashire food to keep you going. Sir H is tucking into potato pie with black peas. The black peas have to be eaten with lashings of salt and vinegar - it may not be politically correct, but eh bay gum, it hits the spot!

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Posted by Miladysa at 11:25 AM 10 Comments

Heav'n's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

1 July 1916 - The Somme - 07:15

The crescendo was building all around them. The artillery barrage, which although constant of late, had increased dramatically in the last few hours.

Stanley Thomas Birch tipped back his head and stared into the heavens straight above him. A light mist broke to reveal a clear blue sky. It was going to be a beautiful summer’s day. He permitted his mind to float home and pictured his wife cradling their son. He longed to return.

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***You can find my interview on Cafe Wednesday Here - please check it out :)***

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Posted by Miladysa at 8:22 AM

It's nearly killed me keeping this secret for the past few weeks but now I can let you all know that I was recently interviewed by the lovely and talented AM Harte over at Café Wednesday!

Please do go over there and read the interview, there's a couple of photographs too!

I've agreed to answer further questions in the comments section and I would really appreciate it if you could help to make my day even better by leaving a comment for me there. My nerves will not be as bad if I can see some familiar faces :)

Right - I'm off to see if there are any questions waiting for me yet - wish me luck!

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Posted by Miladysa at 2:08 PM 9 Comments

I wouldn't like to meet this bunch on a dark night!

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Posted by Miladysa at 11:18 PM 10 Comments