Where the Nightshaders fly — and where the magic gathers.
By night, Max, Ollie, and Toast travel across real places — rooftops, rivers, monuments, and coastlines — sensing the unfinished magic woven into the land.
Each adventure begins somewhere real.
Each place carries its own history, atmosphere, and story — some remembered, some forgotten, some waiting to be told.
This page gathers the places where the Nightshaders’ journey unfolds.
These adventures are inspired by real landmarks in the North East of England.
Each place below opens into an adventure.
Some are moments of wonder.
Others carry heavier magic.
All of them shape the Nightshaders — and the story they are learning to understand.
Angel of the North
This is where the Nightshaders first felt the pull of the sky.
Where the wind carried something more than air, and the night seemed to hold its breath.
Some beginnings don’t arrive loudly — they simply open their wings.
Bamburgh Castle
Stone walls. Salt air. Old stories that never fully settled.
The Nightshaders circled above the battlements, sensing magic that had been waiting far longer than they had.
Not all power sleeps quietly.
Holy Island (Lindisfarne)
The tide was already turning when they arrived.
Land becoming sea, sea becoming silence.
Here, the Nightshaders learned that timing matters — and that some paths only appear when you trust the crossing.
Alnwick Garden
Alnwick Garden glows softly after dark, its pathways humming with something alive.
Among fountains, twisting vines, and moonlit arches, the Nightshaders feel magic moving differently here — not buried or broken, but growing. This is a place where beauty and danger sit side by side, and where the dogs must learn to listen carefully to what the garden chooses to reveal.
The Glass House, Newcastle
Music rose into the night and wrapped itself around the city.
From the roof, the dogs listened — not just with their ears, but with something deeper.
Some magic doesn’t glow or crackle. Some magic sings.
Penshaw Monument
High above the darkened land, the monument stood like a question.
The wind pressed harder here, testing balance and belief.
The Nightshaders flew on, learning that courage doesn’t always feel steady.
Durham Riverside
The river moved slowly, carrying reflections and memories side by side.
The dogs followed its curve, feeling the pull of grief and gentleness intertwined.
Water remembers — and sometimes it teaches.
Transporter Bridge
Steel and water met beneath a humming night sky.
Here, trust mattered more than control, and stillness held its own kind of strength.
The Nightshaders paused — and listened.
Port of Blyth
The harbour lights flickered against the dark.
Stories of leaving and returning clung to the air.
The dogs sensed how many journeys begin with uncertainty — and how many are worth taking anyway.
Souter Lighthouse
The beam cut through the night, steady and unwavering.
Guidance doesn’t always shout. Sometimes it simply stays on.
The Nightshaders flew close, warmed by its quiet certainty.
Fulwell Windmill
The sails creaked gently as the wind passed through.
Old labour, old hopes, turning endlessly.
Here, the dogs felt the weight of stories passed down — and the choice to loosen them.
Hadrian’s Wall
Stretching across hills and time, the Wall tells a story of borders drawn and guarded. The Nightshaders learn that not every boundary is meant to last.
Some walls are built to protect.
Others are waiting to be crossed.
Beamish
The past is not finished here — it walks beside you.
At Beamish, the Nightshaders feel history breathing through the streets and coal dust, revealing that the chains in the land were forged long before Ivan ever touched them.
Tyne Theatre & Opera House
Behind velvet curtains and gilded doors, voices had once risen in hope.
The Nightshaders hovered above, sensing how stories are carried forward — not by walls, but by those who dare to tell them again.
Northumberlandia
The land itself watches.
Curves of the earth rise like a sleeping figure, holding memory deep within its body.
Here, the magic feels heavy — ancient, tangled, and unfinished — and the dogs understand they are close to something important.
If you’re new to the story, you can begin anywhere.
Each place stands on its own — but together they trace a growing journey of trust, courage, and connection.
If you’d like to follow the Nightshaders complete journey — from their first flight to the deeper magic beneath the land — the story continues in the book.
Some places hold memories.
Others hold the promise of flight.