The sole survivor of a shipwreck, a young woman, swims to a foreign shore to make a new life, only to run afoul of strange locals and their customs.
Witch Bluff is a short story set in a strange time and place, not quite ours, but not quite theirs either. It is the first story in The Witch Family Robinson series.
Pick up Witch Bluff for a quick witchy read today!
Her dress billowed in the sea beneath the hull of the stricken ship. Splinters and shards of tarred oak pierced the cotton, pinning the folds to her skin, puncturing her flesh with frigate thorns. She blinked through the haze of surface flame, timbers steaming, thick smoke cresting waves, filling the troughs. She blinked again, flexed her fingers – nothing. The hull cracked above her, spilling ballast from its guts, and she swam for the shore.
Witch Bluff is a bit of a departure from my usual stories. I wrote it for my wife birthday. Jane likes witchy books. She reads a lot of witchy books. I must admit that I don’t read the same books as Jane, although we have some crossover, and when we do those books tend to have magic in them. So Witch Bluff started as a fun birthday present, and then when I realised I was having way too much fun writing it, the first story developed into a second with more on the way.
I’m not done with The Witch Family Robinson!
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