The whole Blackpool Bay dock area smelt like fish. Old, barnacled fishing boats lined it sides as weathered men dourly stomped awkwardly around, their land-legs seemingly less developed than those they had at sea. Fish and other slimy things were hidden away in crates and being loaded into small, unmarked vans.[…]
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Miggi Island
The people of the island had simple lives. It was quiet and far away from civilisation. They were too remote even for the most adventurous trader, particularly since they had nothing to trade. War was foreign and the only politics were around the Raincoming Day when the men would bargain[…]
Read moreThe Ladies of Llewelyn Library
My research has taken me to some strange places, but none more so than the old colonial Llewelyn Library in Rhodesia. I boarded a ship from London that rounded the Cape and dropped me off in a tropical Durban. From there I caught a lift up to a dusty Johannesburg[…]
Read moreThe Mysterious Death of Hope
The old man who lived in the woods outside of the village had said that she was born with a curious fate. Her mother had said that is must be something good, and so she had called her “Hope”. The village folk had celebrated her birth briefly before returning to[…]
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