Stories from the dark side of Milton Keynes
You might remember that a few days ago, I started telling you Jadee’s story — and I promised I’d come back to it. When we left her, she was still at her childhood home in Woolmans on Fuller’s Slade. Jadee grew up with a companion only she could see: a shadow-child who would appear on... Continue Reading →
Tonight’s story started with a chance encounter in a familiar place. I walk round Lodge Lake twice, maybe three times a week, and have done for the last year and a half. I go that way more often than ever these days—it’s the route I take to Precedent House, and I’m documenting its slow transition... Continue Reading →