I am going to tell you a story, the untold story about a child, not any old story but a true story.
This is the story about my unborn child.
Named ‘Little M’, her tireless battle for survival ended on March 28th 1996 due to Spina Bifida and Hydrocephalus.
During this short extract of my life, I will take you on a journey.
Why is eight-year-old Rosie Wrinkles in a sack…?
And who is this strangely clad person with writing on his head who she persuaded to release her with the promise of showing him her magic?
These are the first thoughts Rosie has on waking and finding herself abducted and going who knows where!
These whispering dark tales walk through a maze of worlds which will beguile and haunt. A little something to divorce the weary traveller from the mundane rat-tat of the train or the squeal of the brake on the bus.
Take the hand which is offered and wander the maze for moments or hours. Just know that the journey might never make your world feel quite the same again...