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The Falling of Shadows
註釋I was used to seeing ghosts. When I was a child I'd see grey Shadows grimly flickering on the eges of my vision. When I moved my head they slithered away so I never quite saw them full on. If I stretched out my hands to catch them they slipped through my fingers like water. I remember asking my mother about them. "Now, Tessa Godwin," she said. "What nonsense. There are no such things as ghosts." But I knew there were because I saw them. In this suspenseful first novel Wren Harris asks the question - are ghosts the product of a troubled mind or are they ... out there?