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Lazarus Carpenter I have lived in Wales for over twenty five years. Born in North Yorkshire, I am now an author, actor, musician and song writer, previously being a therapist, trainer and researcher, specialising in mental health. He was educated in Middlesbrough, Sheffield and Cambridge. With a fascination for Welsh History, I create worlds within worlds; magical, haunting, spirituality permeating sound moral codes of life. I live quietly with Debbie Eve (also my illustrator and our dog, Noodle in a small cottage surrounded by the beauty of the Brecon Beacons in the Valleys of South Wales.

Samuel Butler

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Samuel Butler (1835–1902) was an English novelist, essayist, and critic best known for his works that often explored themes of individuality and the conflict between human values and societal norms. He is particularly famous for his novel “Erewhon” (1872), which satirizes Victorian society and presents a utopian vision that critiques contemporary social and moral values. Butler was also an early advocate for evolutionary theory, and his ideas about evolution and its implications are evident in his writings. He wrote extensively on various topics, including religion, art, and literature, and is known for his keen observation and often unconventional views.

In addition to “Erewhon,” Butler’s other notable works include “The Way of All Flesh” (1903), a semi-autobiographical novel that examines the struggles between personal freedom and familial expectations. Throughout his life, Butler challenged the norms of his time, leaving a lasting impact on literature and thought. His life was marked by a blend of artistic ambition and a critical perspective on society, making him an important figure in Victorian literature.

The Madness of Outback’s Shadow

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In the heart of the Australian Outback, there existed a legend whispered among the indigenous tribes: the tale of Outback’s Shadow, a monstrous kangaroo driven mad by the spirits of the land. According to legend, Outback’s Shadow was cursed for trespassing into sacred grounds, and ever since, it roamed the desolate plains, seeking vengeance on any who dared enter its domain. The story was dismissed as a mere folktale by most, but for those who lived near the Outback, it was a different matter entirely.

The small town of Dusty Creek was plagued by strange occurrences; livestock was found brutally mutilated, and eerie howls echoed through the night. People whispered that Outback’s Shadow was real, and it hungered for human flesh. One fateful evening, a group of adventurous tourists, drawn by the legend, ventured into the heart of the Outback. Among them was Sarah, a young woman with a penchant for the macabre.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the group set up camp, oblivious to the danger lurking in the darkness. As the night wore on, the air grew thick with an otherworldly stillness. The crackling campfire is the only source of warmth and comfort in this vast expanse of wilderness. A blood-curdling screech shattered the silence, sending shivers down the spines of the campers. Terrified, they huddled together, their eyes scanning the inky blackness for any sign of movement. It was then they saw it: a pair of malevolent, glowing eyes fixated on them from the shadows. Outback’s Shadow had found its prey.

The creature emerged from the darkness, towering over the campers on hind legs, fur mottled and matted, its eyes burning with madness. Sarah and her companions recoiled in horror as Outback’s Shadow let out a guttural, unearthly growl. Driven by primal instinct, they scattered, but the kangaroo, fuelled by an insatiable bloodlust, pursued them relentlessly. One by one, it picked them off, tearing through flesh and bone with incredible savage ferocity. Sarah, her heart pounding in terror, found herself alone, the agonized screams of her friends echoing hauntingly in the night.

Desperate and on the brink of despair, Sarah stumbled upon a cave, its entrance shrouded in ominous shadows. With no other options, she sought refuge within, hoping to evade the ravenous creature stalking her. As she delved deeper into the cavern’s murky depths, she discovered a series of crude drawings etched onto the walls, depictions of a kangaroo, its eyes ablaze with malevolence, and scenes of carnage and suffering. It was then she realized the truth: Outback’s Shadow was no mere beast; it was a malevolent entity, a twisted spirit bound to the form of a kangaroo, cursed to wreak havoc upon any who dared encroach upon its domain. But before Sarah could process this revelation, she heard a guttural snarl emanating from the cave’s entrance. Outback’s Shadow had found her. In a frenzied panic, she stumbled deeper into the darkness, heart pounding deep in her chest. The walls seemed to close in around her, and the air grew thick with a palpable sense of dread. Sarah’s breath came in ragged gasps as she frantically sought a way out, but the labyrinthine passages seemed to twist and turn, leading her deeper into the heart of the cursed cavern.

The oppressive darkness enveloped her, and the walls seemed to pulse with malevolent energy. She stumbled into a chamber bathed in an eerie, ethereal glow. In the centre of the chamber, a gnarled tree stood, its twisted branches reaching toward the ceiling like skeletal fingers. As Sarah cautiously approached the tree, she noticed an ancient, weathered tome resting at its base. With trembling hands, she opened the book and began to decipher the cryptic text within its pages.

The tome spoke of an ancient ritual, a ritual that could break the curse binding Outback’s Shadow to the physical realm. Driven by a newfound sense of purpose, Sarah fervently studied the arcane instructions. The ritual required her to gather rare herbs and perform an intricate sequence of incantations at the exact stroke of midnight when the veil between the spirit world and the living world were thinnest. With the weight of the ancient tome in her hands, Sarah ventured deeper inside the cavern, determined to seek out the elusive herbs. Minutes stretched into hours as she scoured the subterranean passages, her senses honed to the slightest rustle or whisper that might lead to the ingredients she sought. As the midnight hour approached, Sarah emerged from the depths of the cave, clutching the precious herbs in her trembling hands.

With unwavering resolve, she returned to the gnarled tree and prepared to enact the ritual that could break the curse of Outback’s Shadow. The air crackled with otherworldly energy as Sarah meticulously followed the instructions, her voice infused with ancient power as she chanted sacred incantations. The very ground seemed to tremble when the ritual reached its crescendo, and the chamber became bathed in an ethereal glow. Suddenly, a bestial howl pierced the air, and Outback’s Shadow materialized before her, eyes ablaze with fury. But as the ritual neared completion, the creature’s form began to waver, its roars turning into anguished cries. With a final, resounding incantation, Sarah completed the ritual, and a blinding flash of light filled the chamber.

When the radiance subsided, Outback’s Shadow was gone, and the oppressive aura that before shrouded the cavern evaporated like mist in the morning sun. Exhausted but triumphant, Sarah emerged from the cave, the weight of the ancient tome still heavy in her hands. As the first light of dawn painted the horizon, she knew that she had broken the curse that had plagued the Outback for centuries. From that day forward, the legend of Outback’s Shadow faded into obscurity, and the cursed creature was never seen or heard from again.

Some whispered it had been banished to the spirit realm, while others believed it had found peace at last. For Sarah, the memories of that fateful night would forever linger, a testament to the inexplicable terrors lurking in the depths of the Outback. But she also carried with her the knowledge that even the most malevolent of spirits could be vanquished with courage, determination, and the enduring power of ancient magic.

E.M. Forster

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E.M. Forster was an English novelist and essayist renowned for his insightful exploration of class, sexuality, and human connection. Born on January 1, 1879, in London, Forster grew up in a middle-class family and was educated at Tonbridge School and King’s College, Cambridge. Forster’s literary career began with his first novel, “Where Angels Fear to Tread” (1905), but he gained significant recognition with “A Room with a View” (1908), which delves into themes of love and social conventions. His most famous works include “Howards End” (1910) and “A Passage to India” (1924), the latter of which examines British colonialism and race relations in India.

Throughout his life, Forster was known for his progressive views on sexuality and social issues, which he often reflected in his writing. He was openly gay, a fact that influenced his works, though he published much of his writing at a time when such topics were often considered taboo. In addition to his novels, Forster wrote essays and worked as a critic, contributing to various literary journals. He also had a brief career as a screenwriter in Hollywood.

Forster’s later years were marked by a retreat from public life, and he spent much of his time in his home in Somerset. He passed away on June 7, 1970. His legacy endures, and his works are celebrated for their humanism and emotional depth.

The Absinthe Ball – A Ghostly Love Story

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Once upon a time, in a mystical ghostly land, there was a kingdom ruled by a wise and benevolent king. The kingdom was known for its enchanting beauty and vibrant culture. One of the most anticipated events of the year was the annual Absinthe Ball, a grand celebration where everyone would gather to dance, sing, and revel in the magic of the night. In this kingdom, there lived a young frog princess named Seraphina. Seraphina was not like other frogs. She possessed a unique beauty and a mesmerizing voice that captivated anyone who heard her sing. However, she was cursed by a wicked sorcerer and transformed into a frog. Despite her predicament, Seraphina remained hopeful that one day, a true love’s kiss would break the curse and restore her to her human form.

Meanwhile, in a smoky jazz club on the outskirts of the kingdom, there lived a talented frog blues singer named Felix. With his soulful voice and his skilful guitar playing, Felix could make the whole room sway with emotion. He had a reputation for singing songs that touched the depths of people’s hearts, and his music carried a hint of melancholy, reflecting the struggles he faced as a frog in a human-dominated world. As fate would have it, Seraphina and Felix’s paths crossed one moonlit night at the Absinthe Ball.

Seraphina, disguised as a common frog, hopped into the ballroom, drawn by the melodies that filled the air. She watched as Felix took the stage, his voice echoing through the hall, casting a spell over the entire audience. Captivated by Felix’s performance, Seraphina couldn’t resist joining in with her own melodious croak. The crowd was astonished by the harmony of their voices blending together, creating a magical duet that seemed to transcend the boundaries of their frog forms. The enchantment in the air was palpable as their voices intertwined, filling the ballroom with a sense of longing and hope. As the song came to an end, the room erupted in applause. Seraphina and Felix locked eyes, and at that moment, they knew that they had found something special. They spent the rest of the night talking and laughing, completely unaware of the world around them. It felt as if time stood still, and they were the only two beings in existence.

Days turned into weeks and weeks into months. Seraphina and Felix’s bond grew stronger with each passing day. Together, they faced the challenges of being frogs in a human world, supporting and encouraging one another through their struggles. They never lost hope that one day, they would find a way to break their curses and live a life of freedom and love. Their dedication and unwavering belief in each other’s talents caught the attention of the kingdom’s wise king. Intrigued by their story, he summoned Seraphina and Felix to the royal palace. The king, moved by their love and talent, used his powers to break the curses that held them captive.

As the curses lifted, Seraphina and Felix were transformed into their true selves. Seraphina stood before the king as a beautiful princess, and Felix regained his human form, his blues singer persona shining through. The king blessed their union and declared a grand celebration in their honour. And so, the Absinthe Ball took on a whole new meaning. It became a symbol of love, hope, and the power of music to transcend boundaries. Seraphina and Felix, now free from their curses, stood hand in hand at the centre of the ballroom, surrounded by joyful revellers. The room was adorned with twinkling lights, and the air was filled with laughter and music. Seraphina’s voice soared through the hall, and Felix’s guitar strummed with passion, their music intertwining in perfect harmony.

As the night unfolded, their love story became an inspiration to all who witnessed it. The kingdom celebrated their union, and their tale of overcoming adversity spread far and wide, touching the hearts of people from distant lands. Seraphina and Felix continued to perform together, their music echoing through the kingdom, bringing joy and healing to all who listened. But amidst their newfound happiness, Seraphina and Felix never forgot the lessons they had learned. They remained humble and kind, using their talents to uplift others and spread love wherever they went. Their love story became a legend, whispered by storytellers and passed down through generations, reminding people of the transformative power of love and the magic that lies within us all. And so, the Absinthe Ball became an annual celebration of love, music, and the triumph of the human spirit. Each year, the kingdom would come alive with the enchanting melodies of Seraphina and Felix, their voices echoing through the night, reminding everyone that true love knows no boundaries and that dreams have the power to come true. And so, the frog princess and the frog blues singer lived happily ever after, their love story forever etched in the hearts and minds of the kingdom’s people. Their legacy was one of love, music, and the belief in the extraordinary things that can happen when two souls, against all odds, find each other in a world full of enchantment and ghostly possibility.

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