Author: Rafael Fraguada
Publisher: Xlibris Corporation
ISBN: 1479778354
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 160
Book Description
While in a fine state of total inebriation, Gabriel drained his vein onto a sand dune and perceived a most perfect being. A godlike image appeared on a starless night while in country. This powerful force would permit him safe passage through the conflict if he would replace an eyelash lost in a childs dream and return to the world or home with the souls of his dead comrades. His five-year-old niece had given him an earring for good luck before he left for the war. He wore the black crescent shape on a silver chain around his neck alongside a Saint Christopher medal. This earring made it possible for him to return home with the souls of his more unfortunate companions. Back from Southeast Asia, he enters a saloon in New York City and chats with the owner. He mentions he had served overseas. This man asks for a quiet moment and summons the patrons to propose a toast. No one takes him seriously as he is in his cups. When the bartender turns up the jukebox, the room resumes its convivial atmosphere of the 60s free love and introspection. Realizing he is not amused, he leaves for an evening with a war buddy and his young family. Its the commencement of his postwar experience with souls in tow. He finds solace with his body wasted. My bodys aching and I cant find my way home, like the song plays out. His years pass with no great interests, and he gets by well enough with a day-to-day existence but has accomplished nothing but keeps himself in blue-collar work and in more barrooms. When he meets up with a wealthy acquaintance from a tiny Midwest college they had attended, he thinks of him as a shimmering deity of sorts. Wings, the handsome poet who drove his hunter green Morgan sports car through Lake Forests bright autumn afternoons down Sheridan Road scattering bushels of fallen leaves with selfless irony, a smirk and no smile, now conversed regularly with Gabriel who thinks him quite the fellow in the sense that anyone with that amount of wealth should be able to do the greatest things. Wings had married while still in college, and his wife gave birth to a daughter who kept him out of the draft. The child was another mans progeny. Wings too had to survive the war. His conversation of manuscripts, investments, inheritance, love entanglements with no resolution or sense didnt matter to Gabriel. It made him feel wealthy by association. One evening on a walk through Central Park, they and Wings daughter, Ruth, sat in a clearing to enjoy a bottle of wine. She slips a pill into Gabriels cup without him batting an eye as they were out to enjoy themselves. Wings leaves abruptly. Ruth follows shortly. As night falls, he finally goes in search of his two friends. He approaches a big man cloaked in an animal skin who is armed with a large broad sword. Gabriel inquires about his friends and is aggressively attacked. In short order, he has this man on his knees crying for help, which he cant see. A woman comes to the fallen mans aid, but he mistakenly strikes her with his weapon. The former marine awakens the next the morning and is arrested for the death of a woman not far from him. He is released on bail and is presented with the opportunity of taking the fall. After a short term in a psychiatric hospital, he would be recompensed with a rather large sum of money. Wings had arranged this to collect monies for himself and his daughter. His wife had gone through his fortune. Gabriel had never dreamed of such machinations. His honor is at stake as that of his fellow war companions. He decides to make a stand and dons an expensive navy blue suit over his service automatic and grabs a dagger. On his way to Wings coop, he finds himself walking through Central Park. The intense clamoring of his men on his mind causes him to stumble and fall for an instant. He shakes it off but doesnt know who he is. In the waning daylight, he wanders through a sett
Red Dancer
Author: Rafael Fraguada
Publisher: Xlibris Corporation
ISBN: 1479778354
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 160
Book Description
While in a fine state of total inebriation, Gabriel drained his vein onto a sand dune and perceived a most perfect being. A godlike image appeared on a starless night while in country. This powerful force would permit him safe passage through the conflict if he would replace an eyelash lost in a childs dream and return to the world or home with the souls of his dead comrades. His five-year-old niece had given him an earring for good luck before he left for the war. He wore the black crescent shape on a silver chain around his neck alongside a Saint Christopher medal. This earring made it possible for him to return home with the souls of his more unfortunate companions. Back from Southeast Asia, he enters a saloon in New York City and chats with the owner. He mentions he had served overseas. This man asks for a quiet moment and summons the patrons to propose a toast. No one takes him seriously as he is in his cups. When the bartender turns up the jukebox, the room resumes its convivial atmosphere of the 60s free love and introspection. Realizing he is not amused, he leaves for an evening with a war buddy and his young family. Its the commencement of his postwar experience with souls in tow. He finds solace with his body wasted. My bodys aching and I cant find my way home, like the song plays out. His years pass with no great interests, and he gets by well enough with a day-to-day existence but has accomplished nothing but keeps himself in blue-collar work and in more barrooms. When he meets up with a wealthy acquaintance from a tiny Midwest college they had attended, he thinks of him as a shimmering deity of sorts. Wings, the handsome poet who drove his hunter green Morgan sports car through Lake Forests bright autumn afternoons down Sheridan Road scattering bushels of fallen leaves with selfless irony, a smirk and no smile, now conversed regularly with Gabriel who thinks him quite the fellow in the sense that anyone with that amount of wealth should be able to do the greatest things. Wings had married while still in college, and his wife gave birth to a daughter who kept him out of the draft. The child was another mans progeny. Wings too had to survive the war. His conversation of manuscripts, investments, inheritance, love entanglements with no resolution or sense didnt matter to Gabriel. It made him feel wealthy by association. One evening on a walk through Central Park, they and Wings daughter, Ruth, sat in a clearing to enjoy a bottle of wine. She slips a pill into Gabriels cup without him batting an eye as they were out to enjoy themselves. Wings leaves abruptly. Ruth follows shortly. As night falls, he finally goes in search of his two friends. He approaches a big man cloaked in an animal skin who is armed with a large broad sword. Gabriel inquires about his friends and is aggressively attacked. In short order, he has this man on his knees crying for help, which he cant see. A woman comes to the fallen mans aid, but he mistakenly strikes her with his weapon. The former marine awakens the next the morning and is arrested for the death of a woman not far from him. He is released on bail and is presented with the opportunity of taking the fall. After a short term in a psychiatric hospital, he would be recompensed with a rather large sum of money. Wings had arranged this to collect monies for himself and his daughter. His wife had gone through his fortune. Gabriel had never dreamed of such machinations. His honor is at stake as that of his fellow war companions. He decides to make a stand and dons an expensive navy blue suit over his service automatic and grabs a dagger. On his way to Wings coop, he finds himself walking through Central Park. The intense clamoring of his men on his mind causes him to stumble and fall for an instant. He shakes it off but doesnt know who he is. In the waning daylight, he wanders through a sett
Publisher: Xlibris Corporation
ISBN: 1479778354
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 160
Book Description
While in a fine state of total inebriation, Gabriel drained his vein onto a sand dune and perceived a most perfect being. A godlike image appeared on a starless night while in country. This powerful force would permit him safe passage through the conflict if he would replace an eyelash lost in a childs dream and return to the world or home with the souls of his dead comrades. His five-year-old niece had given him an earring for good luck before he left for the war. He wore the black crescent shape on a silver chain around his neck alongside a Saint Christopher medal. This earring made it possible for him to return home with the souls of his more unfortunate companions. Back from Southeast Asia, he enters a saloon in New York City and chats with the owner. He mentions he had served overseas. This man asks for a quiet moment and summons the patrons to propose a toast. No one takes him seriously as he is in his cups. When the bartender turns up the jukebox, the room resumes its convivial atmosphere of the 60s free love and introspection. Realizing he is not amused, he leaves for an evening with a war buddy and his young family. Its the commencement of his postwar experience with souls in tow. He finds solace with his body wasted. My bodys aching and I cant find my way home, like the song plays out. His years pass with no great interests, and he gets by well enough with a day-to-day existence but has accomplished nothing but keeps himself in blue-collar work and in more barrooms. When he meets up with a wealthy acquaintance from a tiny Midwest college they had attended, he thinks of him as a shimmering deity of sorts. Wings, the handsome poet who drove his hunter green Morgan sports car through Lake Forests bright autumn afternoons down Sheridan Road scattering bushels of fallen leaves with selfless irony, a smirk and no smile, now conversed regularly with Gabriel who thinks him quite the fellow in the sense that anyone with that amount of wealth should be able to do the greatest things. Wings had married while still in college, and his wife gave birth to a daughter who kept him out of the draft. The child was another mans progeny. Wings too had to survive the war. His conversation of manuscripts, investments, inheritance, love entanglements with no resolution or sense didnt matter to Gabriel. It made him feel wealthy by association. One evening on a walk through Central Park, they and Wings daughter, Ruth, sat in a clearing to enjoy a bottle of wine. She slips a pill into Gabriels cup without him batting an eye as they were out to enjoy themselves. Wings leaves abruptly. Ruth follows shortly. As night falls, he finally goes in search of his two friends. He approaches a big man cloaked in an animal skin who is armed with a large broad sword. Gabriel inquires about his friends and is aggressively attacked. In short order, he has this man on his knees crying for help, which he cant see. A woman comes to the fallen mans aid, but he mistakenly strikes her with his weapon. The former marine awakens the next the morning and is arrested for the death of a woman not far from him. He is released on bail and is presented with the opportunity of taking the fall. After a short term in a psychiatric hospital, he would be recompensed with a rather large sum of money. Wings had arranged this to collect monies for himself and his daughter. His wife had gone through his fortune. Gabriel had never dreamed of such machinations. His honor is at stake as that of his fellow war companions. He decides to make a stand and dons an expensive navy blue suit over his service automatic and grabs a dagger. On his way to Wings coop, he finds himself walking through Central Park. The intense clamoring of his men on his mind causes him to stumble and fall for an instant. He shakes it off but doesnt know who he is. In the waning daylight, he wanders through a sett
The Red Dancer
Author: Richard Skinner
Publisher: Faber & Faber
ISBN: 9780571333233
Category : Europe
Languages : en
Pages : 0
Book Description
When Margaretha Zelle, a young woman living in The Hague, answers a lonely hearts advertisement she becomes drawn into a relationship with an army captain twice her age. After a hasty wedding, they depart for Indonesia, where the marriage collapses amid infidelity and violence. Seeking a new life, Margaretha returns to Europe and travels to Paris, where she adopts the stage name Mata Hari, reinventing herself as an exotic dancer. In her new role she attracts the attention of numerous admirers, many of whom are officers, ready to share their secrets with a woman of notorious allure and intrigue, as Europe lurches towards explosive conflict.
Publisher: Faber & Faber
ISBN: 9780571333233
Category : Europe
Languages : en
Pages : 0
Book Description
When Margaretha Zelle, a young woman living in The Hague, answers a lonely hearts advertisement she becomes drawn into a relationship with an army captain twice her age. After a hasty wedding, they depart for Indonesia, where the marriage collapses amid infidelity and violence. Seeking a new life, Margaretha returns to Europe and travels to Paris, where she adopts the stage name Mata Hari, reinventing herself as an exotic dancer. In her new role she attracts the attention of numerous admirers, many of whom are officers, ready to share their secrets with a woman of notorious allure and intrigue, as Europe lurches towards explosive conflict.
The Dancer In Red
Author: Fergus Hume
Publisher: Good Press
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 134
Book Description
What moves the wheels of Hume's detective stories to perfection are the ambiguous relationships of the characters, all, or most of whom are suspects, skillfully narrated by the author, who thus succeeds in immersing the reader in the thickest mystery. This is also what happens in 'The Dancer in Red'.
Publisher: Good Press
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 134
Book Description
What moves the wheels of Hume's detective stories to perfection are the ambiguous relationships of the characters, all, or most of whom are suspects, skillfully narrated by the author, who thus succeeds in immersing the reader in the thickest mystery. This is also what happens in 'The Dancer in Red'.
Color Dance
Author: Ann Jonas
Publisher: Harper Collins
ISBN: 0688059902
Category : Juvenile Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 48
Book Description
The girl in red, the girl in yellow, the girl in blue, and the boy in black and white are all set to stir up the rainbow. Watch them create a living kaleidoscope, step by step by step.
Publisher: Harper Collins
ISBN: 0688059902
Category : Juvenile Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 48
Book Description
The girl in red, the girl in yellow, the girl in blue, and the boy in black and white are all set to stir up the rainbow. Watch them create a living kaleidoscope, step by step by step.
The Dancer at the Red Door
Author: Douglas Smith
Publisher: Lucky Bat Books
ISBN: 1928048153
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 46
Book Description
Aurora Award Finalist. Alexander King has everything--wealth, power, a business empire over which he rules. But lately, the corporate game in which he excels has lost its thrill for him. He needs a new game. And then, on the crowded streets of Toronto, in the dead cold of winter, she appears before him. The Dancer. Achingly beautiful, half-naked, and dancing to a song that only she and King seem to hear, she becomes King’s new obsession, an obsession that draws him into a journey through a secret world hidden within the city he thought he knew...and to a very special club. "'The Dancer at the Red Door,' with its mix of oblique horror, urban fantasy, and monsters ... recalls British horror novelist Clive Barker at his most disturbingly fanciful." —Quill and Quire "An excellent story ... urban fantasy at its best." —Fantasy Book Critic "...intriguing meditation on escapism...evoking Gaiman's Neverwhere, the obligatory helping of Lovecraft, plus a touch of something like Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut" —Strange Horizons "Just as the song of the city leads King throughout his journey, so too does it lead the reader throughout Douglas Smith's beautifully crafted 'The Dancer at the Red Door.' The writing is lean and evocative; every element of the story works double-time as setting informs character, action creates mood, and nothing is superfluous. The song becomes a living, breathing creature which, more so than hearing, I could feel viscerally as I read Doug's wonderful story. Highly, highly recommended." —Rainbow Dragon Recommends
Publisher: Lucky Bat Books
ISBN: 1928048153
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 46
Book Description
Aurora Award Finalist. Alexander King has everything--wealth, power, a business empire over which he rules. But lately, the corporate game in which he excels has lost its thrill for him. He needs a new game. And then, on the crowded streets of Toronto, in the dead cold of winter, she appears before him. The Dancer. Achingly beautiful, half-naked, and dancing to a song that only she and King seem to hear, she becomes King’s new obsession, an obsession that draws him into a journey through a secret world hidden within the city he thought he knew...and to a very special club. "'The Dancer at the Red Door,' with its mix of oblique horror, urban fantasy, and monsters ... recalls British horror novelist Clive Barker at his most disturbingly fanciful." —Quill and Quire "An excellent story ... urban fantasy at its best." —Fantasy Book Critic "...intriguing meditation on escapism...evoking Gaiman's Neverwhere, the obligatory helping of Lovecraft, plus a touch of something like Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut" —Strange Horizons "Just as the song of the city leads King throughout his journey, so too does it lead the reader throughout Douglas Smith's beautifully crafted 'The Dancer at the Red Door.' The writing is lean and evocative; every element of the story works double-time as setting informs character, action creates mood, and nothing is superfluous. The song becomes a living, breathing creature which, more so than hearing, I could feel viscerally as I read Doug's wonderful story. Highly, highly recommended." —Rainbow Dragon Recommends
The Last Red Stick Warrior? by Ghost Dancer
Author: Lynda M Means
Publisher: AuthorHouse
ISBN: 1468588532
Category : Body, Mind & Spirit
Languages : en
Pages : 450
Book Description
The Last Red Stick Warrior? is a unique inside look into a culture that has almost disappeared. This is a way of life that is dated back centuries upon centuries, to the time of the ancients-a time when the Beloved Women used the Crystal Skulls in ceremony and healing. After 100 years of vowed silence, the elders are speaking. For the first time ever here is a world you must see and experience, with Ghost Dancer, one who lived it. The Last Red Stick Warrior? will reflect not only to Ghost Dancers culture but is a glimpse into ancient peoples of the Americas: Cahokia, Maya, Aztec, Inca, and even hidden insights into other mound and pyramid building peoples, the mysteries that have not been solved.
Publisher: AuthorHouse
ISBN: 1468588532
Category : Body, Mind & Spirit
Languages : en
Pages : 450
Book Description
The Last Red Stick Warrior? is a unique inside look into a culture that has almost disappeared. This is a way of life that is dated back centuries upon centuries, to the time of the ancients-a time when the Beloved Women used the Crystal Skulls in ceremony and healing. After 100 years of vowed silence, the elders are speaking. For the first time ever here is a world you must see and experience, with Ghost Dancer, one who lived it. The Last Red Stick Warrior? will reflect not only to Ghost Dancers culture but is a glimpse into ancient peoples of the Americas: Cahokia, Maya, Aztec, Inca, and even hidden insights into other mound and pyramid building peoples, the mysteries that have not been solved.
The Battle Dancer: A Red Wraith Prequel Novella
Author: Nick Wisseman
Publisher: Nick Wisseman
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 58
Book Description
A fate-reading dancer struggles to make her most important vision come true. Everyone in Dzune had always assumed Tay could tell fortunes, that her milky eyes let her see what others couldn't. Villagers brought gifts in exchange for her wisdom and treated it as the ironclad word of the Sun Father. There was only one problem: Tay couldn't actually see the future. Not at all initially, and only a little after her awakening. She'd had a true vision once, though, an image of her—armed and angry—safeguarding a strange man on a green hill. And now that man had come to Dzune. Please note: - The Battle Dancer won an Honorable Mention from the Writers of the Future Contest in 2014. - This novella doesn’t fully resolve on its own—it’s meant as a lead-in to The Red Wraith.
Publisher: Nick Wisseman
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 58
Book Description
A fate-reading dancer struggles to make her most important vision come true. Everyone in Dzune had always assumed Tay could tell fortunes, that her milky eyes let her see what others couldn't. Villagers brought gifts in exchange for her wisdom and treated it as the ironclad word of the Sun Father. There was only one problem: Tay couldn't actually see the future. Not at all initially, and only a little after her awakening. She'd had a true vision once, though, an image of her—armed and angry—safeguarding a strange man on a green hill. And now that man had come to Dzune. Please note: - The Battle Dancer won an Honorable Mention from the Writers of the Future Contest in 2014. - This novella doesn’t fully resolve on its own—it’s meant as a lead-in to The Red Wraith.