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The garden spilled from the steps and folded away toward the beach and the sea
, audible but no longer visible, for the eastern vistas were closed now with tall
trees. The sky was reddening, reddening the snow. To the southeast several ...
The only flowers there now were snow flowers and the ferns of ice patterned over
winter pools, yet from the shapes and skins of trees beneath their flaking bark, I
made out hawthorns, wild cherry, rhododendron, and countless others which ...
One morning hour saw me across the wooded valley and at the roots of the
mountain, the villa hidden far behind in trees. It was a tranquil day, to be sure, the
sky clear as glass. A long-necked bird rose from a glow of water as I passed, ...
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - LisaMaria_C - LibraryThing
This is the final book of a trilogy that started in Birthgrave, Lee's first novel. That one was a phantasmagorical journey of a woman without any memory of herself through a landscape with that pulp ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - t1bnotown - LibraryThing
How creepy is this- I took a nap about thirty pages before the ending, and during the nap, I dreamed the key component to the ending- namely, who Ressavan was. The book was slow- there were a lot of ... Read full review