You are listening to a Clark's World magazine podcast. I'm your host and narrator Kate Baker.

Greetings Clark's World Citizens. I hope this podcast finds you extraordinarily well. This is our second story for the month of December 2019, issue 159.

I want to thank each and every one of you for stopping by to listen. And whatever it is you're doing as you

listen to me narrate another story. I hope it's worth your while to go over to

patron.com forward slash Clark's world to throw a couple dollars our way this holiday

season. Be a part of something special each and every month. So our second story is

titled The Witch of the Weave and is by Henry Sabransky. Henry Sabransky was

born in Birmingham UK and studied astronomy and astrophysics at Newcastle

upon Tyne University, graduating with a degree in theoretical physics.

His fiction has appeared in Clark's World beneath ceaseless skies, diabolical plots,

glidotrope, and Fantasy for Good, a charitable anthology, amongst other places.

He lives in Buckinghamshire with his wife and two young sons.

You can find more at Henry Zabransky.com and also August 2018 of Clarks World brought

you the Vailenot stream.

So my dear listener I hope you can sit back.

Relax.

And let me tell you a story. Skink changed direction toward a knot of weave that loomed ahead.

She sailed easily between the withers dangling from the tunnel ceiling. Moving with speed and agility I could never hope to match.

Go around, I protested as I stumbled along the fern choked floor after her.

It's easier. As usual, she ignored me. It had been days since we abandoned the motherman,

days since his last vast body had collapsed into the sea of flesh-eating mist surrounding the plateau.

Days spent getting used to the wide open spaces around us, and the strangely solid ground beneath our feet.

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