“If the doors of perception were cleansed, then everything would appear to man as it is - infinite.”  William Blake’s words rang through her mind as Lisa sat in circle, waiting for the High Priestess to anoint her.  It was her first closed ritual, the first time she’d worked with her sisters since being initiated into the Coven of the Golden Goose ( Read more... )

Is it wrong that when you said I should have run faster, I had a mad moment of flashback to that episode of Torchwood where the paedophile was notorious for having said that about the little girl he killed?  A coping mechanism I suppose you could call it, one which allowed me for a moment, no matter how fleeting, to see the dark humour in the ( Read more... )