Donald Hounam's early academic pursuits delved into medieval history, specifically exploring apocalyptic beliefs during the early Crusades. After a period of artistic experimentation with painting in Oxford, he transitioned to Dublin, where he continued his artistic endeavors alongside film criticism. A pivotal event led him back to England, where he turned his focus to crafting narratives and inventing stories. His background suggests a profound interest in historical inquiry and speculative thought, likely informing the imaginative depth of his literary work.
Forensic sorcerer Frank Sampson reckons it's something to do with the bizarre magic symbols carved into his flesh. He thinks he knows the sorcerer behind it; Or not . . . Life can get confusing when your loyalties are divided, you're on the run, and the Inquisition are on your tail with a stack of dry firewood and a box of matches.
The Bishop of Oxford is very, very dead. At least the police think it's the Bishop - it's impossible to be sure, since someone has made off with his head. By the terror that he's losing his Gift - the ability to work magic. And by all those stupid rules which get in the way of proving that everybody is wrong about the case .