Tag Archives: Chronicle of Mideer

Guided by the spirit-light of the loyal Loyse to the only possible means of escape—an underwater passage giving onto the sea—Mideer has still to claim her inheritance, the throne of Madjaria . . . Read on. It was Hean discovered … Continue reading →

Coshed on her head and taken from her bed, Mideer has been stolen from her guarded retreat. But by whose hand and by whose orders? And to where is she taken, with what intent? . . . (penultimate episode) Read … Continue reading →

Believing Mideer to be safely ensconced in the land of her ancestors her uncles—maternal and paternal—continue to slug it out to promote their various daughters to the throne. Meanwhile, after witnessing the Glyntlanders’ bloody deletion of Madja troops, Mideer has … Continue reading →

Alas, alas! While Mideer was busy arranging a better deal with the Glyntlanders her mother has died, her father been killed, and an imposter put upon Mideer’s own throne. Moreover, her uncle has been sent to Glyntland to ensure she … Continue reading →

Mideer has set part of her plan: she’s to invite a band of Macarans to Madjaria so her people can see how ridiculous their prejudices. Her people might even want to experience their Holy Land—as now she’s discovered their ancestors … Continue reading →

Stripped naked of her prejudices, Hean has declared Mideer fit now to fulfil the prophecy. Yet, though she knows in outline how she’ll work to unite the Three Lands, the practicalities are another matter . . . Read on I … Continue reading →

Mideer thought she’d returned to the solidity of the familiar cave—a relief after Hensable’s rapidly morphing other-land—only to be confronted by . . . what, a tree? Read on “What . . .?” I asked again only to find myself … Continue reading →

Mideer is into another trance, set off by a puff of ‘dust’. But where is she, so soon delivered there? As she says, it’s not the same place as before. And what is her purpose? Hean has said something of … Continue reading →

Hean has schemed up a feast—in honour of Mideer though her hosts don’t know it. But he refuses to tell her of what’s to happen ‘lest she arms herself with preconceptions’ . . . Read on As the day of … Continue reading →

Mideer has successfully come through her first ordeal. And now she knows, at least in outline, what she must do to complete the prophecy to unite the Three Lands. But in the meantime, here she is on the isle of … Continue reading →