A screech in the dark

On the morning of 4 August 1577, the good Christian folk of Bungay assembled in St Mary’s Church for their regular Sunday service. But more sinister forces were also gathering in the Suffolk town. Dar

What is that mysterious scratching sound?

Ghostly white forms drifted like white handkerchiefs on the brisk night breeze, dipping, rising, flapping, turning and tumbling over an inky black ocean. My small sailing boat rocked gently on the wav

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