the Valley Of The Moon

In bingham park - I meet some wild man there at 2 in morning with a friend. He is selling special magical instruments made out of wood, I buy a half finished one because I want to finish it myself, but he won't accept cash, so I give him some homemade chutney.

People have been having fires in the wood, and there is quite a lot of mess. People are wanting to move in, to live in the wood. I come across a swarm of hover flies, and they cover me entirely, and I am really worried but it turns out fine as they cannot sting. There are thousands of insects and animals in the wood, and people have been leaving litter which makes all the creatures sad, as its there home. I feel like someone between the worlds, half of the human world, and half of the wooded world....


I am now over in sharrow somewhere,
and I am staying in a house full of beautiful women. They are mostly foreign exchange students, they introduce me to a frenchman who is a revolutionary and has been fighting the authorities, he is in hiding because the authorities want him behind lock and bar.

They want me to stay with them and enjoy the life of pleasure that they offer but I can't, despite the fact that I do want to stay. I have a mission to complete.


I am now in a built up environment, and there are high buildings surrounding me.
I am with the french guy and we are being chased by the police.

I must protect this french guy, since he is a special revolutionary, and will help to change the world into a peaceful place. He has been causing unrest in the people by raising awareness, and they are claiming back what was once their own.

We are on our bikes, and we are cycling through a residential area. The police have lost our scent now, but I can see, up in the road ahead, a road block by a roundabout. There is no way out. We can't turn around as that would look obvious, so we cycle up on the pavement, and hope that they don't notice us.

They try to stop us, and so, without a seconds hesitation, we cycle off into the entrance of the park at the roundabout, where the cars can't follow. They know that we are the ones they have been looking for, and are hot on our trail now. If we go back onto the road, is there any hope of escape?

The police have blocked all the entrances of the park with cars, and patrols. We are trapped, it seems. I take us into the restaurant cafe in the park as it may well be a good hiding place.

While I am acting casual, buying a drink, the frenchman is getting us a disguise, and we put on our disguise in the toilets. Unfortunately, this causes a bit of suspicion with some of the customers, especially since now, the police have undercover spies in the cafe who are on the lookout for anything suspicious. I can see intuitively who is against us.

We must leave, the police are moving in on us...


The police are everywhere, they are too quick for us. This is our last chance. We walk out of the restaurant onto the road, with our disguise on before the news gets to the other police. Just as we pass another road block, without getting stopped, the word gets out about our disguise, and I can see that they are turning around and coming after us.

Back on our bikes now, it is dusk and the light is dimming. A yellow moon is rising above a little valley to our left creeping up the hill, and there is a sign post at the entrance to a dirt track saying, Valley of the Moon.

I know this to be our only chance... we must cycle through the Valley of the Moon, with all its dark paths, and hidden bogs, and winding mazes... The moon will be our guide. Perhaps they will be unable to track us in here...

Moon protect us, I pray.