He prefers his adventures second hand.

I am more one for the story, I think, than the action.

History is full of blank spaces, but good stories, invariably, are not.

The jungle is alive. It’s dangerous as a living nightmare and brimful of hostility. – On Starlit Seas

The smell of roasting meat rose from the street stalls in a sizzle and a fiddle player begged for coin as he rasped a haunting melody. Life could not be more perfect. – On Starlit Seas

Over the drop, a luminous pond lay below them like a pale magic lantern. It was as if the moon had plummeted into the water and smashed open. Engulfed in darkness, with only a scatter of stars above, the place felt like a bright secret – something ancient and precious. – On Starlit Seas