inspects its interior, marveling at the exquisite architecture and the many
archaic rooms, he discovers a full-length mirror of stunning beauty hidden
in the depths of a sub basement.
And the
mirror sucks him in.
He finds
himself roaming the same property five centuries prior, at a time where its
occupants were a wealthy family of high society overshadowed by two brothers
whose images grace a vast painting near the home's grand staircase.
Their father is the town constable, who's been taking townsfolk heat from
his inability to bring to justice those responsible for a mean streak of
intensely brutal sexual murders. Pressley finds himself witnessing
enough of the events to be taken into the web of a fascinating mystery
encompassing the house and the identities of the sadistic killers.
Andrea Dean
Van Scoyoc writes with conviction and beauty and carefully vivid detail, and
I applaud her. She casts an eerie haunted atmosphere like a fog bank
through a graveyard in your mind which settles there throughout the read's
duration, in a way not menacing but surreal like feeling for obstacles as
you walk across a dark room and your eyes hadn't yet adjusted. The
detail in her work matches the craftsmanship described in the story
concerning the contents of the mansion, and you'll feel almost as though
you've been whisked away with Pressley through that mirror with him.
Andrea has
graced the literary world prior to this with critically acclaimed poetry and
works ranging from goth to horror to related erotica, and her much-praised
"Gothique--A Man of Two Worlds." She's a part-time model, and you can
photograph her beauty beside her favorite cemetery statue, any day.
Pay attention
to Andrea's works, she's a true literary artist.
