Set in grungy Dublin and Melbourne and featuring dead druids, magical texts* and bad magic, this is my attempt to write a straight-up traditional horror story that is both strange and violent. I came up with this concept out of whole cloth while obsessively listening to the album DEATH IS THIS COMMUNION by High on Fire, so it seems fitting that the story be published in the month where I will finally get to see the band perform live–in Melbourne.
Special thanks to Sophie Yorkston for editing the story into shape, Marta Salek for the crits and suggestions, and Peter Nickless for the Gift Of Metal.
Hope you dig it.
* Yes, I am fully aware that the druids did not keep written records–that’s the central mystery of the story.