WHERE WOLVES TALK
by D.L.
Lewis
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BLURB:
Kitten,
an American tabby residing in England, is a frustrated cat. He knows his place
in the world: he was born to kill. Killing, after all, is what felines are
supposed to do. Confined within his Lady's house, however, the young fellow is
deprived of the opportunity to hunt live prey. The mansion is a sterile
playground for a predator; offering nothing more than furniture which allows
itself to be brutalized far too easily. The ambitious cat is bored and hungry
for a challenge.
Kitten learns of a
passage hidden in his Lady's library: the Door, which leads to an unknown
world. The cat has been told that the source of all evil dwells openly in this
place. The feline is eager to fight the sinister personage and goes through the
Door with no hesitation.
The tabby finds
himself in what appears to be a forest like any other in England. It doesn't
take long for him to learn that this is a very different place.
Written in the basic
style of classic stories like THE LORD OF THE RINGS, WATERSHIP DOWN, and THE
CHRONICLES OF NARNIA, this novel can be appreciated on different levels. To
some readers, it's an allegorical tale: thought-provoking and filled with
symbolism. To others, it's an adventure-filled page-turner.
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Excerpt
The little silver tiger tabby had everything, it seemed. The
fortunate fellow had been blessed with a fabulous home in the country northeast
of London; this grand mansion provided by his Lady, with over a hundred
fascinating rooms to explore, and countless flights of stairs for dashing up
and racing down. Along with the palatial digs came the exquisite sustenance the
cooking staff lavished on the feline with loving care. Surely few cats were
lucky enough to dine on food fit for royalty; delicacies such as sweet fresh
salmon flown in via helicopter from a remote Scottish loch and poached into
pink perfection by the household’s Swiss chef. This entrée was customarily
followed by an antique plate of Sèvres porcelain bearing hunks of blue-veined
Stilton. As Kitten licked the creamy cheese from his French dish’s illustrated
surface, he could enjoy a painted scene depicting Hercules in the act of capturing Cerberus; the vicious
three-headed canine of Greek myth. Snatched from his guard post at the entrance
to the underworld, the hideous dog snarled and struggled in enameled vain under
the sandpaper friction of the tabby’s rosy tongue.
Such an existence was the most pleasant and thoroughly
civilized one a house cat could hope for; that much was certain. This
particular house cat, however, spent a great deal of time at the mansion’s
windows; his glowing amber eyes staring with relentless longing at the wildlife
that moved about through his Lady’s forested garden. Yes; the wildlife: the
Wild Life.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
D. L. Lewis
lives in northern California with a cello, four cats, and a crow named Harold.
Where Wolves Talk is her first published novel; followed by Something in the
House—California Gothic, Doppelgänger, and Fighting Back.
Where Wolves Talk is on sale
at 99 cents (for a limited time) at Kindle and iBooks.
Author Blog:
http://dllewisauthor.blogspot.com
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