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Laura Chouette

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Autumn 1879. Young Emilia Watford from London visits her dying aunt Amy lee

Ravensbrook at the remote Ravenscourt Manor in the New Haven estate.

It is only a matter of time before Emilia becomes aware that the mansion,

with its ghostly shadows, sinister history, and sprawling, empty spaces,

holds a dark secret ...

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

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Laura Chouette

The Painting of Mrs. Ravensbrook

“A picture is a secret about a secret, the more it tells you the less you know.” ― Diane Arbus BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

Ravenscourt Manor

Winding along the narrow dirt road the bare, dry branches of the mighty oak trees stretch out to each other directing the warm, gold shimmering sun rays to beam in stripes on the pathway.  The heavy wooden wheels of the black coach twist and turn the dust and dry autumn leaves in spirals high up into the air. Reflecting, Emilia thought that this late autumn afternoon was more like a cold, dreary summer afternoon.

The north of England had clearly not seen a single drop of rain in weeks and there was a heaviness in the air, like, Emilia thought, the early hours of the morning in London, when the city sleeps and the streets and alleyways are empty, and the only movement is the occasional stray cat

and the hovering of isolated clouds of fog over the River Thames.

A stifling sadness clouded her thoughts like a dark shadow that blurred out any pleasant memories. She always loathed leaving Mayfair and was feeling a little homesick. Neighing unruly, the two black horses pulled the coached across small wooden bridge. Below, the river's waters shone like liquid crystal in the dim sunlight of the evening. Emilia turned her gaze to the wayside where she caught sight of the knee-high stone sign post with the barely

decipherable inscription "Ravensbrook". The weathered sign had, over time almost completely faded the artfully engraved letters of the long-established family name. Dark green ivy creeping over the dull grey of the stone had almost obliterated the sign of the aristocratic family. Emilia felt an unexplainable cold shudder. The dirt track narrowed heading to the high rugged stone wall whose splendid grandeur looked out of place in this rural countryside of New Haven County.