“What if?” An unanswered question. The unexplained, a mystery, a road not taken.
This is a collection of dark fiction injected here and there with glimmers of humour.
The author takes us on a surreal and ghostly journey from Latin America’s Day of the Dead, through the coastal towns of Lancashire, a pig farm in Denmark, a high-rise in Mallorca, a haunted vicarage at Christmas and a town centre coffee bar. The voices we hear are variously plaintive, nostalgic, and occasionally vindictive or vengeful: the testimonies and fears of the living and the dead.
Anne Wilson, writes about places she knows, imbuing the natural world and the everyday with disturbing fantasy and the supernatural.
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Mathias Mori stirs; his body stiff from the chill night air. His nose twitches under the old fedora covering his face, as an ant becomes separated from the detachment marching purposefully across his hat and finds its way into his moustache. Cautiously he raises his head to look around himself and winces with discomfort as the pistol tucked into his belt presses against his lower ribs.
Midnight is approaching and the little graveyard is quiet in the darkness. Here and there Mathias sees the low glow of still-flickering candles. Their light picks out remnants of food, sugar skulls and elaborate floral tributes. He sees a few remaining hushed and huddled figures: the weathered faces of the elderly, the painted faces of the young, craving the company of revenants.
Pale moonlight throws nearer marker crosses and stone memorials into black relief.