⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Description A diary, written in 1912 by a Lutheran pastor is discovered within a wall. What it unveils is a slow massacre, a chain of events that go back to 217 Blackfeet dead in the snow. Told in transcribed interviews by a Blackfeet named Good Stab, who shares the narrative of his peculiar life… Continue reading The Buffalo Hunter Hunter
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ **I received an ARC for an honest review** Description A man lunges in front of a car. An elderly woman silently drowns herself. A corpse sits up in its coffin and speaks. On this reservation, not all is what it seems, in this new spine-chilling mythological horror from the author of Sisters of the Lost Nation.… Continue reading Indian Burial Ground
Jólabókaflóð is Iceland’s “Christmas Book Flood” which is celebrated more widely than ever. So what are the origins of this book reading tradition? The story of Jólabókaflóð is tied to both Iceland’s love of literature and the deprivations during World War II. Icelandic Literature: Iceland’s literary tradition goes back to the medieval sagas, the histories and… Continue reading Jólabókaflóð
XVI. Conclusion I write all this you suppose with composure. But far from it; I cannot think of it without agitation. Nothing but your earnest desire so repeatedly expressed, could have induced me to sit down to a task that has unstrung my nerves for months to come, and reinduced a shadow of the unspeakable… Continue reading Carmilla: Week 16
XV. Ordeal and Execution As he spoke one of the strangest looking men I ever beheld entered the chapel at the door through which Carmilla had made her entrance and her exit. He was tall, narrow-chested, stooping, with high shoulders, and dressed in black. His face was brown and dried in with deep furrows; he… Continue reading Carmilla: Week 15
XIV. The Meeting “My beloved child,” he resumed, “was now growing rapidly worse. The physician who attended her had failed to produce the slightest impression on her disease, for such I then supposed it to be. He saw my alarm, and suggested a consultation. I called in an abler physician, from Gratz. Several days elapsed… Continue reading Carmilla: Week 14
XIII. The Woodman “There soon, however, appeared some drawbacks. In the first place, Millarca complained of extreme languor—the weakness that remained after her late illness—and she never emerged from her room till the afternoon was pretty far advanced. In the next place, it was accidentally discovered, although she always locked her door on the inside,… Continue reading Carmilla: Week 13
XII. A Petition “‘Then we are to lose Madame la Comtesse, but I hope only for a few hours,’ I said, with a low bow. “‘It may be that only, or it may be a few weeks. It was very unlucky his speaking to me just now as he did. Do you now know me?’… Continue reading Carmilla: Week 12
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ ** I received an ARC for an honest review ** Description Flush with the victory of winning the election as Alaska's first Athabaskan Senator, Noni Begay wakes to find herself buried alive. When her coffin lid opens, though, it's not to rescue but to six years of captivity, betrayed by the one person she… Continue reading Ghost Girls & Rabbits
XI. The Story “With all my heart,” said the General, with an effort; and after a short pause in which to arrange his subject, he commenced one of the strangest narratives I ever heard. “My dear child was looking forward with great pleasure to the visit you had been so good as to arrange for… Continue reading Carmilla: Week 11
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