Predestination

From Resurrection: The Heresy of a Jesuit: “Crack. A muffled report echoed around the market. Was that…a gunshot? No, surely not. Dee urgently looked up and down the square. There! What’s that? A puff of smoke was already dissipating from near the rooftop statue that held the musket. The statue stood! It shouldered the weapon, … Read more

From Speculation: Undercurrents of Treachery: “”You!” His eyes sparked with hatred, his voice stronger than his appearance suggested. “My brother can’t even do the courtesy of visiting me himself, instead he sends his errand boys?” “Lord Admiral,” Dee began, “I see you remember me – as I do you. I don’t think we were ever … Read more

From Speculation: Undercurrents of Treachery: “The Tower of London loomed against the leaden April sky, its ancient stone walls seeming to absorb what little sunlight filtered through the clouds. John Dee pulled his cloak tighter against the chill wind coming off the Thames as he and Nicholas followed their escort towards the ancient fortress. “Have … Read more

From Divination: A Conspiracy of Blood: “Dee leaned forward, trying to get a better look at the array of manuscripts and instruments laid on the table, all frustrating far from his rearmost position. He cursed his lateness once again. Beside an astrolabe of exquisite craftsmanship lay an intriguing device that Dee could not recognise, a … Read more

From Divination: A Conspiracy of Blood: “Dee spent the next twenty minutes conducting his own examination of the room, looking for anything the previous searchers might have overlooked. He checked for loose panels, examined the underside of furniture, and even inspected the stone surround of the small fireplace for hidden cavities. Nothing. Frustrated, he sank … Read more

From Divination: A Conspiracy of Blood: Eden didn’t hesitate. He swung his sword in a mighty slanting blow against the figure – cleaving the head right through. A turnip fell to the floor, half on each side of the dislodged mannequin. Eden was dismayed. “What the – ?” Turning back to the door, he returned … Read more

From Predestination: The Bloodstone of Boiorix: “The line of prisoners stumbled to a halt beside a derelict barn, and one by one were allowed to use the water trough to quench their thirst. Jacques was in the middle of the line of perhaps forty young men. While they shuffled forward and drank they were idly … Read more

From Speculation: Undercurrents of Treachery: “Dee studied the man carefully. “I understand you have information regarding a hoard of Spanish gold – a significant quantity that could be of great value to the crown.” Something flickered in Seymour’s eyes – satisfaction, perhaps. “Ah, so my letter finally reached the right eyes. I was beginning to … Read more

From Divination: A Conspiracy of Blood: “Dee was almost vibrating with excitement. The innkeeper knocked again, even louder this time. “Master Kopernik?” “I’m not sure his hearing is great. He is somewhat old, you know,” explained Dee, reaching forward to try the handle. The innkeeper slapped away Dee’s hand and opened the door himself, swinging … Read more

From Divination: A Conspiracy of Blood: “Dee felt a cold certainty settle in his gut. Eden’s presence here, conducting his own clandestine search in the middle of the night, confirmed what Dee had begun to suspect during their earlier meeting. Whatever game was being played around Kopernik’s death, Eden was more than Sir William’s messenger. … Read more