
Walking in the woods, Switzerland

Following on from yesterday’s post Done and Darbie’d – story intro part 1, here’s the second part of the introduction to my short story, which was published last year in The Never Never Land fantasy fiction anthology.
He loathed it; the wilderness, the witless horse beneath him. His fear of these ominous, overgrown hills was boundless. Fear that ran its chill finger down his spine in the dead of night, the fear of being lost while a dead man’s boots trod in his wake, a ghost seeking retribution.
I was lucky enough to visit Hawaii several years back, and found it to be a really fantastic place with friendly, welcoming people. Honolulu was a little too urban for me, but the Big Island was perfect. One evening I stepped out of a supermarket in Kona to this view, and managed to take one shot before the setting sun disappeared altogether.