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Bartholomew Bennett

The Pale Ones

Pulped fiction just got a whole lot scarier
Few books ever become loved. Most linger on undead, their sallow pages labyrinths of old, brittle stories and screeds of forgotten knowledge… And other things, besides:
Paper-pale forms that rustle softly through their leaves. Ink-dark shapes swarming in shadow beneath faded type. And an invitation…
Harris delights in collecting the unloved. He wonders if you'd care to donate. A small something for the odd, pale children no-one has seen. An old book, perchance? Neat is sweet; battered is better. Broken spine or torn binding, stained or scarred — ugly doesn't matter. Not a jot. And if you've left a little of yourself between the pages — a receipt or ticket, a mislaid letter, a scrawled note or number — that's just perfect. He might call on you again.
Hangover Square meets Naked Lunch through the lens of a classic M. R. James ghost story. To hell and back again (and again) through Whitby, Scarborough and the Yorkshire Moors. Enjoy your Mobius-trip.
109 páginas impressas
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Bookwire
Publicação original
2018
Ano da publicação
2018

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