Many eons back and countless light years from anything, in another dimension and another universe, a voice cried out in the cold darkness.
Where he came from or where he went, none knew, and no one could guess. On Arkady, he was simply known as the Traveler.
Back on the Good Ship Lollipop, Aeolus sat on a beach by the sea listening to gentle waves lapping the shore.
Above you will find the audio version of Chapter 2 of The Traveler. I fear there are a few mistakes and I have made no effort to edit the track. And so, apologies.
The Good Ship Lollipop hung in geo stationary orbit above Arkady, positioned directly over Alomkik. Were it not cloaked in invisibility, the Arcadians would have seen wondrous things indeed in the heavens.
Fry is a comic genius although his comedy is tinged with darkness. Erudite, witty and (dare I say it) profound.
Martha Gill writes of the hazards of dramatising the near past and asks whether we should delay so as to achieve perspective.
The bald facts are that Ian Banks was a Scottish socialist and atheist and one of the finest writers and thinkers of our age.
The beauty of CS Lewis’ writing and the loveliness of Pauline Bayne’s illustrations.
You do not have to be a Christian to immerse yourself in the timeless reflections of the Book of Common Prayer.