The haunting landscapes of the Outer Hebrides are a constant presence in Celtic Fringe, forces of nature that act as a backdrop to the private struggles of the characters, and an echo of their triumphs and disasters, the secrets they conceal, and the magnitude of the fallout when the truth begins to surface. Everyone needs a few disappearing tricks in store when truth is on the run ...
" ... she knew at once. Sitting with him on the hillside, she simply said, "He's here, isn't he?"
"The landscape is not simple, does not reveal itself all at once ..."
" ... an intricate vista of depths and heights, curves and rises, outcrops and knobbled peaks ..."
"The body, or what's left of it, is half-welded into the peat bank, the other half slithered into the brown water in the ditch."
" ... a complex layering of hills and glens, pitted with lochs and depressions ..."
" ... the picture is tantalisingly incomplete, as many secrets hidden as marvels are visible."