Title: Eleanor’s Gift
Author: Isis Sousa
Genre: Gothic/Dark
Fantasy/Horror/Paranormal
Publisher: Tragic Books
Release Date: Oct 30 2015
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
Illustrations: Characters and Ornaments Pencil Sketches
Blurb/Synopsis:
Eleanor’s Gift is a Gothic short story,
adorned with black and white illustrations and an atmosphere of darkness.
During the last days of autumn, a wave of
strange happenings creeps into Lord Welton’s life. It all starts when he brings
the sole survivor of a mysterious accident into his household. Soon people
close to Lord Welton begin to disappear and a tenebrous danger falls upon the
one he loves the most.
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Excerpt: The darkness
A downpour washed the dark pointed roofs,
old cobblestone roads and woods surrounding Rivercrook. The strong wind shook
the plants and carried away their yellow leaves. It howled at windows and
doors, scaring infants and their mothers. Lightning flashed around the town’s
monuments and sculptures, distorting stone faces and casting twisted shadows.
On the old cemetery road there was not a
soul to be seen, yet the shadow-play of the storm made the graves seem to dance
without rhythm or grace. Soon there came a wagon, pulled by two horses running
for their lives and tormented by the lashes of a mad coachman; only a mad
person would dare to travel in such conditions.
Inside the wagon, in complete darkness, a
lady held tightly to the bench. Her breathing was shallow, her heartbeat so
strong she could feel it in her throat. The wagon rocked terribly and threw her
belongings in all directions.
The wagon hurried along that road and then
took an exit onto an earthy countryside bridleway, narrower than the roads
across Rivercrook and much darker, as the trees grew tall on each side and
formed a natural roof of branches and leaves. The only light the coachman could
count upon was the faint reddish-yellow glow of his lamp. He knew they needed
to make their way along the bridleway to the clearing. It wouldn’t take too
long, but still he lashed the exhausted horses to run even faster.
They were almost there when the dying light
flickered one last time. Now there was nothing but the darkness amidst the
trees. The coachman saw the clearing when it was illuminated by lightning. Once
they crossed it, it wouldn’t be long until they reached their destination, just
a day or two more of harsh travel.
The terrain was uneven and soaked, making
it difficult for the horses to stay on course. The storm obscured the moonlight
and the frightening flashes were now resting in the clouds so the travelers
could not see where they were going. The coachman was forced to slow the horses
against his will. He had a calling, a duty to fulfill, and it could not wait
any longer.
But the powers of nature can go with you or
against you, and that night, despite having come so far – already such a great
victory – nature was indeed against the struggling man. All it took was a slide
of the left-hand horse to drag the other horse and the entire wagon with it,
down the soft, muddy cliff that gave into the river. The horses, the coachman
and the lady struggled against the darkness and the waters.
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Author Information:
Writing sucks.
Period.
That's why I am an
artist; illustrator and graphic designer who writes in a hobby basis. Oh,
wait... That's not the "why"... I was born artist, and there is
nothing I can do to change it. But with all the imagination I have running
lose, there came some stories... And there came some books!
When I'm not doing
artwork and illustration for authors and bands, I'm doing woodcarving, painting
ornaments, painting artworks for myself, collaborating with other artists and
so on. Love Arts, History and Metal.
Oh, and summer is
a bitch! Always. Anywhere in the world.
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Dear Elizabeth, so nice to see Eleanor's Gift featured on your lovely blog :) Thank you so much for the support to the indie community! and to my work! Wish you much success with your new releases ^.^ Greetings from Norway!
ReplyDeleteMy pleasure. The book sounds fab and I love the cover. It was lovely to have your work featured on my blog again. Congrats on your latest release. I wish you many sales. :)
DeleteThank You for Hosting Eleanor's Gift by Isis Sousa with your readers. :)
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