9781491808870 - hallow evil: prose and poems for the 31 days of october von cook, chris (3 Ergebnisse)
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Gebunden. Zustand: New. KlappentextrnrnOctober 31st. It s been called everything from Sowein , Samhain , and Mischief Eve to Devil s Night and the Season of the Witch . Its most common moniker of course is Halloween . It is that mysterious night of the year whe.
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Buch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - October 31st. It's been called everything from 'Sowein', 'Samhain', and 'Mischief Eve' to 'Devil's Night' and the 'Season of the Witch'. Its most common moniker of course is 'Halloween'. It is that mysterious night of the year when the veil between reality and that of the underworld grows so thin as… to allow spirits of the dead to commune with the living. This compendium is a tribute to the entire month.Hallow Evil is a darkly-delightful panoply of short fiction and poetry authored by master of horror, Chris Cook. Herein are thirty-one writings. This collection of peculiar poems, twisted tales and oft-times humorous pieces are designed to chill your bones on cool, fall evenings. They can be read throughout the month of October, one piece per calendar day. Or you may devour the book in one sitting.However you digest these entrails, make Hallow Evil a new tradition in your home. When October's winds whistle through skeletal trees, dust off the hideous cover and crack open the spine like the creaky lid of a coffin in decay. Read by the flicker of a Jack-O-Lantern. Settle in for a long night of mystery and the macabre.
