Scottish folklore is full to the brim of exciting stories about otherworldly beings – be they fairies, sprites, pixies, brownies, or actual ghosts –the Scots love them all. Tonight’s story, “The Witch of Fife,” tells the story of a husband whose interest in his wife’s private affairs has dangerous and terrifying consequences.
Every reader who accepts Arthur Conan Doyle’s invitation to “come through the magic door” discovers a world in which the senses are a thin veneer over an unsettling psychological and spiritual realm, a realm in which possibilities have no limits.
Of all the ghost stories that haunt me presently - and there are many - none are so terrifying to me as those in which the ghost appears in broad daylight, shunning the shadows of dark corridors and the blowing curtains of dimly-lit rooms. This evening’s story begins with this premise and launches us into an adventure.