September 9th, 2014, 12:31 AM
Two years ago, Gwennan Daggart, librarian of a small New Hampshire town inherited the job from her aunt. While she is researching about Ley Lines and Standing Stones and such stuff she discovers that she shares this interest with the mysterious Lady Lyle, the owner of the big creepy mansion on the edge of town. She then meets Tor Lyle, Lady Lyle's stranger kinsman. She starts having beautiful dreams and horrible nightmares about having lived through many lives and incarnations. Through all these visions she witnesses the "end of the world" type catastrophes in a repeating cycle as the universe spins. Strange, horrible creatures have been appearing as of late and Gwennan, along with the rest of the town, is spooked. These monsters give off an awful stench and Gwennan witnesses a confrontation between a host of them led by Tor Lyle and a younger version of Lady riding a huge Stag. Both sides want to recruit Gwennan to their side, but she wants nothing to do with either one. Staying neutral in this millennia- long struggle is very difficult if not impossible as the dreams and visions continue. What is real and what is illusion? Who can she Trust? At 318 pages, this is not a quick read. :book: Later Kind Folks--Paul
On a personal note, this book is 31 years old and when I opened up the beautiful Victoria Poyser cover, it was so brittle that it broke off in my hand. By the way, the interior has several very nice Chris Miller illustrations.
Next up--Gryphon's Eyrie, the swashbuckling Stand And Deliver, Were Wrath, and Forerunner-The Second Venture
On a personal note, this book is 31 years old and when I opened up the beautiful Victoria Poyser cover, it was so brittle that it broke off in my hand. By the way, the interior has several very nice Chris Miller illustrations.
Next up--Gryphon's Eyrie, the swashbuckling Stand And Deliver, Were Wrath, and Forerunner-The Second Venture
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