Apollo Stark

Born in the land of Nodnot, Apollo Stark was a daydreamer of achild who loved nothing more than spending his time having crazyadventures in the magical and fertile realm of Imagination, whichhappened to be outside the family home back door.“I still visit there to this day,” he confesses. “Where better place isthere to spend one’s time than in an alternate dimension of reality?Anything is possible. You can’t buy tickets to visit the worlds I’vebeen to, be the first to experience its weird creatures, or make thestrangest of friends as I have.”On one such journey he met the spirit of the woods who gave him amagical staff to watch over him.“Cyclops guides me along the path I travel,” Apollo said, talkingof his staff. “I couldn’t ask for a better companion to walk with.”Then, on the advice of an old witch who lives at Jiggery-PokeryCottage, Apollo took to recording his experiences as short stories,poems and rhymes, in the hope that people might one day, want toread the phantasmagorical adventures of those he met. His giftedfriend a monkey called Ernshaw, helped by illustrating his earlierworks.Oddly, most of Apollo’s writing remains unread in a dusty leathercase on the top of his wardrobe, their hand inked and illustratedpages waiting, like buried treasure to be discovered.Stitch is the first story he has wanted to share with anyone in avery long time.