Category Archives: Wickes Chronicles

Edward Wickes embarks on a journey to find out what happened to his father, however there are sinister forces who want to find him as well. Engineers, mobsters, automatons and time travellers alike all race to find Wickes before he finds the secret that will unravel a mystery that spans aeons.

Knowledge

now what boy?  We might be able to fix this, or at least plug up this leak.  Then if we can activate it, well, who knows what knowledge it might have, what it might be able to tell us about … Continue reading

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Jelly

ust a minute my boy, we’ll need to let the junk yard owner know what we’re up to.  Did you tell him you would be coming back?” Edward looked askance at Cratchett, frowning slightly while he half-smiled. “Of course I … Continue reading

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Find

inally old man Cratchett finished closing the heavy garage doors, got back into the car and lowered himself gingerly back into the driver seat; as he did so, Edward wondered if it was the leather that creaked or the old … Continue reading

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Making inroads

“We’re going to need new names.” “Why? Will there be somebody who knows us here?” “No, but if somebody discovers where we’re from, why we’re here or what we can do then they’ll keep looking till they find us no … Continue reading

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The Fire Festival

The Baron smiled, sipped sweet rice wine. The month-long Fire Festival was in full swing; the vast city was filled with incandescence like the life-blood of a dragon spreading its mighty wings across the land. Walls, turrets and ledges adorned … Continue reading

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Mr Vilguard

“Don’t look up.  Keep your eyes and your hands down on the desk Larry…that’s right, there’s a good chap” said Mr Vilguard as he strolled by slowly behind the heavy wooden chair. “I was j-just coming over with the money … Continue reading

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Time is of the essence

Jemima brushed a wisp of hair across her forehead and behind her ear, frowned slightly as she looked up at her brother.  “How are we going to get to Edward from here?  We’re very far away.” “True, we’ll need to … Continue reading

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