I took my oath at once: I knelt at God’s Throne / And chose that path of solemn protection / Of those below me, those of calfen youth. [...]
People are going missing on a world-changing scale, and only one man seems to care. Lydia Dove has been missing for four months. Sean Mallory, stuck in a dead-end job and afflicted by invasive dreams, believes that if he can find her, then maybe he can find others. Taunted by anonymous emails and troubled by his past, even he doubts his ability to see it through – but the ever-growing mystery of the missing is too alluring to resist. The first novel by A. J. Sahnow, The Groop is a mystery/thriller influenced by horror and weird fiction.
As I walked through a pallid grove at night [...]
Old walls, old cycles [...]
It was in misty Hammersmith that I first laid eyes against the Gorgon. She looked like me: The frame, The brittle structure of her bones.
I had to find myself: that, I knew, but I had only the slightest, mistiest and most oblique inkling of how to do it. I had only just started to realise how lost in it all I truly was, and how time was catching up with me in a manner that could be considered hostile. My grandfather’s voice in my ears: explore, excavate, delve deep – when you have done that, you will know that you have found yourself.
The cadence starts in C, as if to tease the major scale, but it loses all tonal sense instantaneously. The instrument it is played on does not exist: could not exist.