Spiders: A Tale of Draco the Dragon By Neil Beynon For Ziggy on his third birthday. There are more worlds out there than there are grains of sand in this one. From dead rocks spinning in the dark with the fumbling fingers of flame from their distant stars trying to […]
Mawgan Porth, Cornwall 23rd April 2016 Dear Ziggy, Happy birthday cariad. You should have been three today. I would give almost anything to have you here. You know where that line is drawn but still – there is a most peculiar kind of sensation whenever I think about the decisions […]
It’s that time of year again. There’s the possibility of new dragon content.
Putting this here so I can find it again easily.
I saw them once – the dragon and the witch. They were out on the moors when the star fell from the sky. I was smaller then. Or perhaps the world was larger? While the others were asleep, I wandered through the ashes and the dust. I saw the flash […]
Missed By Neil Beynon They stood upon the rooftop, looking down below. “What are they so frightened of?” asked the one in the crushed velvet, purple three piece and brass watch chain. “The laughter,” replied the one in black leather and diamond nose stud. “And the words. And the pictures.” […]
2015 has started to wrap its arms around the world. It’s already New Year where one of my sisters lives and the obligatory end of year posts have started to arc up into the virtual ether. Looking back at what I said this time last year, aside from being very […]
For Ziggy on his birthday. Storm By Neil Beynon There is a place so far away that if you travelled to the coldest edges of our universe, where up is no longer up and down is no longer down, you could not reach it and yet, if you walk along […]
Dear Ziggy, Happy birthday. I’m so sorry we can’t be together today and I can’t quite believe it has been a year since I held you. Sometimes, it feels like it was only a moment ago and if I step through the nearest door I will be back in that […]
Today I submitted a short story. It probably won’t get accepted, these things generally don’t first time, but that wasn’t really the point. As 2013 draws to a close, it was one of the ways I have of flipping this awful, dreadful, f***ing furnace of a year the bird. Unable […]