Release – Evanescence is out! Release 1 C1 The Crypt


Evanescence my Gothic Horror / historical Mystery.

” For only in the Dark, can you truly see the Light.”

Through a window darkly.

Things that aren’t quite what they seem to be.

Something primordial restrained deep in the bowels of an ancient Abbey.

In 1746, Don Augustine Calmet, a respected erudite and renowned Benedictine Monk, learned in, and a prolific publisher of works on Philosophy and Theology, visited by the Enlightenment Philosopher Voltaire, published a Tome on Demons, Spirits and Revenants or Vampires in Hungary, which was expanded and reprinted in 1751.

How did this stalwart figure of the Church and prolific Theological writer develop an interest in Eastern European Folklore and Tales of Vampires and the macabre?

Thus, beings the Tale.

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Dark2 (Inspired by #1LineWed)

In the bright midday sun
Dark spread like Ink.
People’s Eyes were Open
As they ran blindly
At brick walls
Unclimbable mountains
And insurmountable obstacles,
Modern day windmills tilting.
Man had always wished for more,
Journeyed with hope
A beacon that lit the way
When light was lost
Obscured or hidden,
But now nothing
Illumined the tangled path,
For hope, like the stuttering candle
Was all but extinguished,
Whilst people would not
Hold it right, or high
To let a little light ignite the way,
But fumbled with their papers,
Longitude and extolled in print or bytes
Their digital guides,
The AI that said the path was just so.
And twisted logic
Led them inexorably
But definitively
Off the edge of the cliff,
Some comfortably reading
Dacre & Whittow
As the wind rushed by
So much hot air
To comfort them
And the ground rushed up
Hard granite facts
Smacked resoundingly.
And all the king’s horses
And all the king’s men
Couldn’t make sense
Of the resulting mess they made.

© Greg Richards


She tried hard to remember the time when her father was all the hero she ever needed, before she grew up and saw the wreck the world had wreaked on him and her vision in tatters let all the ugly truth seep through and hide him from her #SunWIP

Alone (#1LineWed) (Belatedly!)

As the characters spilled off the pages and filled the cold dark empty room with life and light and laughter, he realized that he was not in fact alone, for he had the book and his imagination to keep him company. #1LineWed