 |
| NEW mystery adventure fiction (Kindle) |
(excerpt)
Anson sat at a leather-topped desk with a pile of volumes
and papers in front of him and began an archaeological dig into the history of
a curse.
Refractions, shards of mystery, created
phantoms.
In the distorted reflections familiar imagery arose - the
motifs of curses that were as
inevitable as doom itself.
Curses gathered tropes around themselves like victims.
They canonically began with some act of arrogance, the
reckless theft by someone of an object from a sacred or forbidden place, a
solemn warning issued, a doomed, aristocratic family, a wealthy estate and dynastic
inheritance, revenge with numerous unusual deaths and the arrival of shadowy
traditional owners seeking restitution of the artefact generations after its
taking.
How was it possible that a cursed object, an inanimate
artefact, could radiate such malignancy?
