Remembering your death is like remembering your birth. What you remember of it is really pieces of what others have told you. They are images pieced together from photographs and others' memories. Cera remembered her death like an old movie. She remembered the scent pf lavader and green grass.
Cera was happy. She thought she was happy. She knew that she was loved. She had children. She had three beautiful boys who loved her as deeply as she loved them. Long after her deatj she could still see them in her mind's eye; their cherubic faces, three little feet. She could smell their breath as they kissed her. When she thought about it, the pain became as tangible as any pain in life. It was as real as the pain of child birth. It was real as the pain of death.
Cera was running. She always went running in the evenings, after the children went to bed. She loved to run around the park. cera wentt out running in the moonlight, listening to the sound of her own tortured breath. She ran over soft grass and cobblestone, counting her miles. She must have been lost in the rhythm of her own motion, because she never saw him coming. She never saw the man that slit her throat as easily as she buttered bread. She didn't see the delight he took in the motion or the smile on his face when her body fell at his feet. All these things were lost to her.
ReviewThe beginning of this book really took me by surprise I have no idea why mainly I guess it was because the author started out the book by killing off the main character. Which I have never seen done before, its different cause usually you find out about the main character and learn about her life and who she was, you just get to know them and go from there. I really enjoyed it for being so different and the really awesome names the author picked for some of the characters. Jessica made you go into another world, it was like a paranormal/mystery story that you would not be able to unglue yourself from. You get to learn more about Cera and find out what happened to her and why all of a sudden everyone seems to think she is special which she has no clue about. Cera's life ended to soon and I felt like it was so unfair I mean if she didn't have kids and a husband then I wouldn't have felt so bad but its just hard to think that they have to live without her.
I enjoyed the mythology in the book, the gargoyles and all the amazing qualaties the book came with. Everything about it was perfect the storyline and characters. The book itself was incredible. I cannot wait to tell my friends about this book I know they will love it as much as I do. Which is why I give this book a rating of
Author BioI am a therapist and a writer who lives in Alabama with three corgis, children, husband, and other strange cratures. My short stories have been published in numerous literary magazines and anthologies icluding CSM, Summer Gothic, Bound By Blood, and Outer Darkness. I have ghost story columns in the Valley Planet and White Cat Magazine where I share my love for ghost stories that send shivers down your spine and keep you up at night. I also share my passion for all things ghostly and haunted at my blog, ghost stories and haunted places.
I am currently working on my next Haunted America Book for History Press, Haunted South Alabama. Follow me at my blog to learn about the ghost stories I am chasing and collecting for this fascinating addition to Haunted America. I'm also working on the next book in my Circe series. The demon is waking and waiting for my new heroine in the swamps of Southern Alabama.
You can contact me at Jessica.firstname.lastname@example.org