20 pages long, published 3rd May 2010, by Norns Triad Publications, Genre: Dark Fantasy Supernatural. 1-hr-Read
Karen’s Magic Review
If you read this blog regularly you will know I have a ‘thing’ for book covers. And I have to say that this attracted me immediately. It is absolutely perfect for the tale. The story is told by the male in the picture and he has been dropped off somewhere remote to spend two weeks on his own fishing. Something he has done before and enjoys. Personally, I hate fishing, but can understand the quiet solitude people get from it.
The story takes a twist when something is taking his food, and then twists again when food is left in return. It is an intriguing story, just as it intrigues the main character who wants to know who he is swapping food with. Because the story is told in the first person, there is no one to call him by name, so we don’t know what he is called.
In every good book there is a line, a paragraph, or a situation that you remember most. For me, it is when he spends long hours stretched out on a tree branch getting stiff and hungry waiting to see what the creature is that obviously has some sort of intelligence. I don’t know why that sticks in my mind when there are far more memorable moments.
For such a short read at 99p/99c it packs a great punch, and perfect when you have an hour of relaxation to spare.
A haunting camping trip from the Twilight Zone.
All he wants is to fish along the mighty Missouri River. Instead of relaxation, he discovers an unknown species lurking in the dark waters.
As fear turns to familiarity, he strives to learn their ways… until disaster strikes. Now, it’s up to him to save them.
Will he be able to rescue them in time, or will they be lost to mankind forever?
Fans of Stephen King and Dean Koontz will enjoy this short, supernatural tale.
‘I stood, staring with my mouth agape and not one coherent thought being marshaled in my brain, at three fish lying on the muddy bank of the river. All my throwlines were still in the water, but mysteriously, here were three catfish, each to weigh nearly five pounds. All of which were still alive and flapping.’
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