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Eerie Eve ® James Field. Part 10
As the evening grew dark over the Cloud Estate’s deathly silent forest, a damp mist curled up from the lake and Morris noticed his knees tremble. A skin of moist covered his tent, but he knew the damp and cold weren’t the only cause of his shivering.
A fox cried out somewhere in the black woodland and bats flew across the rising moon. Morris dug a torch from his rucksack, a modern affair with a beam that sliced through the gloom. It bolstered his courage, but not by much. The time had come to venture into the trees in search of magical toadstools, and his chest rose and fell with rapid breaths. His wife, Sibyl, was desperate to obtain a few for her potions, and they were rare. According to her, they only grew during a full moon on the ninth day of September. Even so, she had warned him not to venture into the forest on this night, because, according to folklore, a wicked lady troll would also be after them. Morris didn’t believe in trolls and all such nonsense. After all, despite his small stature, he was a man among men. Right now though, he wished he’d brought a stiff dram with him: just suppose there were such beings as trolls.
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![]() My rating: 4 of 5 stars I started reading this book because I thought it was a comedy. And it is, but it is also a romance, which is probably my least favourite genre. However, I won't penalise it because of that. I read along, often rolling my eyes and clucking my tongue at the clichés, but also chuckling here and there. It's well written, flows easily, tickles the giggle buds, and is a certain winner for those who enjoy sickly sweet romance. View all my reviews Archives
May 2022
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