The Hawthorn Chronicles
Story one: The Seven – The promise beneath the ...
Long before Hawthorn had a name, before roads crossed the valley and before the standing stones watched over the hill, there was only woodland, the fens, the wolds and a...
Story one: The Seven – The promise beneath the ...
Long before Hawthorn had a name, before roads crossed the valley and before the standing stones watched over the hill, there was only woodland, the fens, the wolds and a...
Story two: The First Stones – The Great Flood a...
Many years passed after the Seven first made their promise beneath the Black Oak. The footpaths grew well worn beneath countless footsteps. Young orchards stretched their branches towards the sky....
Story two: The First Stones – The Great Flood a...
Many years passed after the Seven first made their promise beneath the Black Oak. The footpaths grew well worn beneath countless footsteps. Young orchards stretched their branches towards the sky....
Story three: A Village Takes Root – Hawthorn is...
The standing stones remembered. But memory alone could not shape the future. The valley still had work to do. The years that followed the Great Flood became years of quiet...
Story three: A Village Takes Root – Hawthorn is...
The standing stones remembered. But memory alone could not shape the future. The valley still had work to do. The years that followed the Great Flood became years of quiet...
Story four: The Reader – A traveller arrives.
Stories travel farther than those who first tell them. Merchants carried them along old roads. Shepherds spoke of them beside distant fires. Travellers repeated them in market squares and village...
Story four: The Reader – A traveller arrives.
Stories travel farther than those who first tell them. Merchants carried them along old roads. Shepherds spoke of them beside distant fires. Travellers repeated them in market squares and village...
Story five: The First Gathering – The creation ...
Winter passed. Spring awakened the orchards. Summer ripened the fields. And before anyone realised how quickly the seasons had turned, autumn returned once more to Hawthorn. The Reader was still...
Story five: The First Gathering – The creation ...
Winter passed. Spring awakened the orchards. Summer ripened the fields. And before anyone realised how quickly the seasons had turned, autumn returned once more to Hawthorn. The Reader was still...