The soi-disant Archdruid Eileen, former leader of the Beaker Folk of Husborne Crawley, has spent the last four months claiming to be living in a parallel universe, in the 19th century.
But I have my doubts.
Now, as if by magic from her Hardyan idyll, she has published her latest novella, "Moonrise over Crawley Crossing". Apart from the general immorality of the piece, to make matters worse she's made me look like a cold-blooded, unfeeling, inhuman wally. I shall forgive her, but also keep in mind the punishment that surely awaits her.
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