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A review by gynocyber
The Book of the Beast by Tanith Lee
4.0
another volume of gorgeous and ultraviolent sex—death poetry from the apparent queen of the form. book of the beast is comprised of one single story, broken into a few non-linear sections, as opposed to the three stories in book of the damned, but even with the extra room lee's confident, pithy prose enables her to tell a story of raw, transformative, malefic magic that spans centuries in barely over 150 pages. complete queen shit i am TELLING you.
an excerpt from the first chapter —
"The rain all at once slackened, and was lifted up like a swag of heavy curtaining. He heard the fountain breath of the drenched trees, and the individual notes of oval glass beads falling from branch to branch. The moon struck suddenly from a cloud like a spear. In the entry of the tomb stood a woman in a black gown, with dead-white hands clasped upon a dead candle, a white stalk of throat and a white face in a powdery bloom of hair."
yes bitch yes !!!! yes !!!!!
an excerpt from the first chapter —
"The rain all at once slackened, and was lifted up like a swag of heavy curtaining. He heard the fountain breath of the drenched trees, and the individual notes of oval glass beads falling from branch to branch. The moon struck suddenly from a cloud like a spear. In the entry of the tomb stood a woman in a black gown, with dead-white hands clasped upon a dead candle, a white stalk of throat and a white face in a powdery bloom of hair."
yes bitch yes !!!! yes !!!!!