"When night came down on Whitbrow it came down hard. It came down like an army that had been waiting for the chance to sack and plunder the roost of its ancient foe."
I think I'm going to have to read everything Christopher Buehlman writes. This is horror the way I like it: old monsters in new worlds, well constructed plots, and a shocking lack of pity for his characters or even his readers.
Frank and Eudora are disgraced Yankee educators who made the questionable choice to move down to small town Georgia when Frank's estranged aunt leaves them her house. A house she tells them to sell. A town Frank's mother ran away from at 15. A town near a plantation renowned for its cruelty and infamous end. A plantation owned by Frank's great grandfather.
I could hear the screams coming from miles away...
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