On the 19th of May 2010 my wife Maya and I signed the final contracts to buy our dream home, Singleton Cottage, a house set on three acres of woodland overlooking a lake in the North East of Ireland. Just over one month later, as we were renovating the sitting room, a skeleton hand fell out of an alcove hidden in the wall.
It wasn’t a human hand. Nor did it come from any animal we recognised. When we investigated the house further, we discovered that the components of a machine had been hidden in the walls, a machine that opened a gateway into another dimension. That world is called the Parawerthan, and it’s home to an evolution gone mad where spirit storms rule the skies, monsters rule the lands, and the human tribes must battle magicians, magic, tyrants, and the very darkness of night, to survive.
Since we opened that gateway, our world has descended into a nightmare.
You see, once we opened it, we just couldn’t resist taking a quick look around the far side before we sealed it up. But now I’m trapped in here without much hope of getting home soon. That’s why I’m writing about this place. Not only do I feel the need to document everything I see, it also keeps me grounded to my home. I’ve spent almost 16 months in this world now, and if I hadn’t kept blogging I’d have slipped into insanity long ago.
Now I think it’s time to share my story with a wider audience.
Please click on the Enter button below for an introduction to the Parawerthan, my struggle within it, and, more importantly, Maya’s struggle to keep the gateway a secret while waiting for me to find a way home.
Raymond Fox Mc Geever 25-11-2011