by Hunt N. Peck Chapter the Sixth, or A Close Shave. "As we are a-pretendin' to be nice peaceable Dutch persons," bellowed Captain Sylvestre de Greybagges, "it behooves yuz to learn yerselves a few words o' the lingo." He tapped the blackboard. "First word, o' course, be 'please', because we are polite Dutch persons, and … [Read more...] about GREENBEARD: Chapter Six
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GREENBEARD: Chapter Five
by Hunt N. Peck Chapter the Fifth, or The Captain Unclasps a Secret. "Before I start my grim tale I must explain a couple of things," said Captain Sylvestre de Greybagges, "or you will be confused." He scratched his belly and drank some beer. "In your … [Read more...] about GREENBEARD: Chapter Five
GREENBEARD: Chapter Four
Chapter the Fourth, or The Captain Has A Banyan Day. Blue Peter Ceteshwayoo rode a Percheron mare down the winding path to Porte de Recailles. The plough-horse was quite old and he had bought it very cheaply, but it was big enough and still powerful enough to carry the weight of his huge frame with ease. A smaller horse would have been overloaded, and Blue … [Read more...] about GREENBEARD: Chapter Four
From the Files of Hunt N. Peck
I am honoured that Tod Davies has once again asked me to contribute, this time to Exterminating Angel Press’s ‘Weird Communities’ issue. Much as I would like to write about the village where I live I find that all the tales that spring to mind are too harrowing or bizarre for the gentle readers of EAP. It is also too soon after the unfortunate incident … [Read more...] about From the Files of Hunt N. Peck
GREENBEARD: Chapter Three
Chapter the Third, or a Foregathering in Nombre Dios Bay. The frigate Ark de Triomphe slowed as the foremast jacks cast off the sheets and the wind spilled from the sails. The night was as black as Indian ink. No moon. No stars. Two dim glimmers of red light showed from the loom of the land to the west, where the pirates had mounted lanterns in the jungle … [Read more...] about GREENBEARD: Chapter Three