Under the Witches' Moon

by A Romantic Tale of Mediaeval Rome

Excerpt from Under the Witches' Moon

The purple dusk began to weave its phantom veil over the ancient capital of the Caesars and a round blood-red moon was climbing slowly above the misty crests of the Alban Hills, draining the sky of its crimson sunset hues. The silvery chimes of the Angelus, pealing from churches and convents, from Santa Maria in Trastevere to Santa Maria of the Aventine, began to sing their message of peace into the heart of nature and of man.

494 pages, Paperback

First published October 1, 2007

Reviews

[Bettie]

Opening:It was the eve of St. John in the year of our Lord Nine Hundred Thirty-Five.

High on the cypress-clad hills of the Eternal City the evening sun had flamed valediction, and the last lights of the dying day were fading away on the waves of the Tiber whose changeless tide has rolled down through centuries of victory and defeat, of pride and shame, of glory and disgrace.

The purple dusk began to weave its phantom veil over the ancient capital of the Cæsars and a round blood-red moon was climbing slowly above the misty crests of the Alban Hills, draining the sky of its crimson sunset hues.

The silvery chimes of the Angelus, pealing from churches and convents, from Santa Maria in Trastevere to Santa Maria of the Aventine, began to sing their message of peace into the heart of nature and of man.

[Erin · Rating 2 out of 5]

DNF .....It was interesting at first but I couldn't seem to get back into it. It's just not very easy to relate to or keep up with the language used.maybe I'll try again to finish it another time.