"Then felt I like some watcher of the skies/ When a new planet swims into his ken;". Thanks, John Keats, you said it better than anyone [digression-- Keats' house in Hampstead is a kick, even if you're not a fan]. This story is in the Sir_Nathan mould--psychology, mystery and good hot sex. It may draw down a lot of your credulity (erotic horror never was my thing), but turn off the "skeptic" switch and go with it. sjharlowe makes the New Hampshire coastline live; I was mentally walking from Portsmouth toward Kittery Point in Maine as I read, just as if I were back in a summer six or seven years ago. And his Verdian heroines are too much: Maddalena and Violetta (why not Gilda? Too sweet?). It's JK Rowling meets John Berendt (Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil): magic, witchcraft, ultimate good-vs-evil, lesbian incest....What could be bad? sjharlowe has written a stormer of story; yeah, it's long, it needs some moderate proofreading, and you have to concentrate, but the result is well worth it. Great job, sj!
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