A Mysterious Moonlit Meeting

At length the moon shone out faintly, when suddenly by its beams I beheld a figure moving before me at a slight distance. I quickened the pace of the burra and was soon close at its side….

man with donkey on mountain road

There was something peculiarly strange about the figure, but what struck me the most was the tranquility with which it moved along, taking no heed of me, though of course aware of my proximity, but looking straight forward along the road, save when it occasionally raised a huge face and large eyes toward the moon, which was now shining forth in the eastern quarter.

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I Really Should Have Mentioned…

…that the nominations for the Sir Julius Vogel Awards for science fiction, fantasy, and horror books published in 2020 (such as The Wound of Words) opened some time ago, and will remain open until 8pm on the 31st of March NZT (or rather NZDT as we don’t come off until the Sunday following).

Pop across here if you’d like to make a nomination. In order to nominate, you must be “a natural person or body corporate” and “have read, viewed, or otherwise consumed the nominated work” (not in a Michel Lotito kind of way). Not to mention considering it worthy of the award.

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