SCAVENGER #6

During all their decades of searching, the Gatherers hadn’t ever discovered any signs of another settlement. Martha had explained to him that the early Scholars had emphasised the importance of the technology because they had believed it would be a means of communication, a way of reaching out and connecting with others. But they hadContinue reading “SCAVENGER #6”

SCAVENGER #5

Nate began to move again as the man stood stock still.  Despite the oppressive heat, a cold chill ran through his body and he shivered.  Nate was moving quickly now, the distance between them closing, less than half a kilometre now.  Suddenly, the man turned and stepped back inside re-emerging seconds later with his backpack. Continue reading “SCAVENGER #5”

SCAVENGER #4

As Nate drew nearer to this particular way-station he began to search for the road in earnest. The plains were doing their very best to reclaim them, covering them with dust and shale and the high winds and heavy rains were helping.  He kicked at the earth, exposing a tiny patch of tarmac. Martha hadContinue reading “SCAVENGER #4”

SCAVENGER #3

Nate was still undecided as to just how beneficial a pair of binoculars might prove to be out on the Plain. He raised his head and spied the ruin. It was a low-level structure but on the flat, even at a distance, it stood out. It was almost certainly an old service station or tavern.Continue reading “SCAVENGER #3”

HARMONY

Image by Christine Renney We are divided but we all believe in the City.  How could we not?  The evidence is everywhere.  We have the artefacts and the photographs.  It is our story and, if we are unable to understand yet, we can at least know it and we are putting it in order, intoContinue reading “HARMONY”

THE FOLLOWING

Image by Christine Renney Ella wouldn’t give in. She had plagued Stephen with questions, forcing him to answer. But he was the boy who didn’t know, who supposed. He was the boy who wouldn’t say, who couldn’t commit and he answered mostly in shrugs. When Michael joined them and decided to make an effort, sheContinue reading “THE FOLLOWING”

SALVAGE

Image by Mark Renney Shortly after turning forty, the restlessness my wife had already suffered for some months reached fever pitch. It was strange to see her like this; she was usually so focused and sensible, so articulate, but the inability to think rationally was wholly debilitating and she was beside herself. She was givenContinue reading “SALVAGE”

GHOST LETTER 47

Image by Christine Renney I have abandoned the route and my meandering has now moved onto a new level. I am exploring a vast area that was once a thriving centre of industry but is now deserted. I walk between the buildings and the sky above is reduced to narrow strips of grey. I amContinue reading “GHOST LETTER 47”

THE SIGNS

Image by Christine Renney The road signs were still standing and at first this had intrigued Davis. It didn’t make sense to him when everything else had been demolished and flattened, reduced to strewn rubble. The foundations of buildings remained but these were merely platforms of pitted concrete and rotting timbers, of faded linoleum andContinue reading “THE SIGNS”

RESTORATION

Image by Christine Renney The sitting room at the nursing home is always bright, even on the dullest of days, and yet the air hangs heavy and stale. Breathing it in, I remember his workshop with its heady aroma; the wood shavings and sawdust, the varnish brushes soaking in old jam jars filled with turpentine.Continue reading “RESTORATION”