Difference between revisions of "The Dark Tower"
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She had been drawn to this place of evil by love. She was kept captive by a faceless horror... | She had been drawn to this place of evil by love. She was kept captive by a faceless horror... | ||
==Book Description== | ==Book Description== | ||
| + | '''The Ancient Manor Above The Lake''' | ||
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| + | was beautiful to look upon, wreathed in the splendor of the Italian Alps. A place of dreams it seemed -- where an innocent and romantic girl could find her dream of bliss. | ||
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| + | Slowly Florence Farmetto was forced to wake from that dream -- to a reality worse than a nightmare. Only gradually did she begin to have suspicions about the handsome, strong, yet strangely secretive man who had won her heart. Inexorably within her the seeds of terror began to send forth icy tendrils, chilling her blood, numbing her mind, bringing a cry of fear to her throat. But there was no one to hear her, no one to help her -- and nowhere she could flee... | ||
==Reviews== | ==Reviews== | ||
*[http://glooomysunday.blogspot.com/2008/02/dark-tower-by-josephine-edgar.html Review at Gloomy Sunday Blog] | *[http://glooomysunday.blogspot.com/2008/02/dark-tower-by-josephine-edgar.html Review at Gloomy Sunday Blog] | ||
Revision as of 09:41, 13 May 2008
- Author: Josephine Edgar
- Publisher:Dell
- Year:1974
- Setting: In the moors of England and then off to Italy
Cover Tagline
She had been drawn to this place of evil by love. She was kept captive by a faceless horror...
Book Description
The Ancient Manor Above The Lake
was beautiful to look upon, wreathed in the splendor of the Italian Alps. A place of dreams it seemed -- where an innocent and romantic girl could find her dream of bliss.
Slowly Florence Farmetto was forced to wake from that dream -- to a reality worse than a nightmare. Only gradually did she begin to have suspicions about the handsome, strong, yet strangely secretive man who had won her heart. Inexorably within her the seeds of terror began to send forth icy tendrils, chilling her blood, numbing her mind, bringing a cry of fear to her throat. But there was no one to hear her, no one to help her -- and nowhere she could flee...
