‘The Wishing Bridge’ – a short fiction exclusive to mailing list subscribers: Newsletter - Jo Zebedee
‘At a certain time of year, the wind whips dandelion clocks into the air. They carry to the bridge to catch in its wire mesh. They line it, fifty of them, sometimes a hundred, trapped and waiting.’
Sometimes a wish is the only hope left.
There will be other content going up soon, including an e-reader version of Hunted, the Prologue to Inish Carraig (@Vaz
) and some Abendau stuff, including an insight into why the Empress is the way she is.
‘At a certain time of year, the wind whips dandelion clocks into the air. They carry to the bridge to catch in its wire mesh. They line it, fifty of them, sometimes a hundred, trapped and waiting.’
Sometimes a wish is the only hope left.
There will be other content going up soon, including an e-reader version of Hunted, the Prologue to Inish Carraig (@Vaz
) and some Abendau stuff, including an insight into why the Empress is the way she is.
