Talespinning

In front of him, backlit by a faint green glow, a third figure seemed to appear from the motes of dust floating in the air. It took a step towards him, metal instruments clinking gently at its waist. Tony sat staring at the figure. His heart was beating nineteen to the dozen, and, despite the chill air, sweat broke out on his pate and started to run down his temples.Horror stalking the streets, druggies after the latest high, fairies in the garden and haunted thrash metal albums ... just some of the bizarre and compelling tales from the talented pen of David J Howe.Encompassing short stories, screenplays, and extracts from other pieces, talespinning is a fascinating dip into the unknown. If vampires, imaginary dogs, time-travelling ghosts and wishes that come true appeal, then this collection has something for you!