wrought iron fence with pillars

Uncle was a great explorer, but unused to children. And what does he keep behind the fence? Could you resist climbing over? Continue reading


Wishing Ball

A magical Grandma offers to grant the townsfolk one wish. But whose wish will prevail? Continue reading

The Will

rusty bike, rust sculpture

A family of witches and warlocks bicker over a Will – but who will get the enchanted bike? Continue reading


“This tower is 700 years old,” said Uncle Atticus. “The house came later.”

Lotta trailed behind. The incessant winding left her dizzy. Added to that, his tower smelt bad. Bat droppings. Damp. An unidentified animal smell that seeped beneath the doors on every landing.
Quite a start to her first flying lesson.
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Grandma’s Camper Van

Grandma parked her camper van beside a sprawling oak, leaving eight year old Lotta roadside, collecting payment. As a steady trickle of townsfolk appeared, Lotta watched Grandma delve amongst her treasures, dispensing potions for all manner of mumbled ailments.

It was sundown before the last customer skulked away.
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