In the dark days that followed the first world war, it seemed to many that all dreams had died, that wonder and fantasy could not survive in a world that knew trenches and poppies blooming where the blood fell.
Come now as we travel through strange adventures and wonderful magics.
See how the office of postman fell vacant in Otford-under-the-wold, and how a sack of emeralds brought only disaster to it\'s hol.
Learn of the whimsies of gods, and the terrible fates that await those that cross them.
In the dark days that followed the first world war, it seemed to many that all dreams had died, that wonder and fantasy could not survive in a world that knew trenches and poppies blooming where the blood fell.
Come now as we travel through strange adventures and wonderful magics
