S. S.

NOTE: THIS IS a DOWNLOADABLE E-BOOK. I grew to consider the ravaging life that glared and blazed in his sunken eye as too volcanic, demonic, to be canny: the mystery, I decided at last--if mystery there were--was too deep, too dark, for him. Hence perhaps it was, that I now absented myself more and more from him in the adjoining room in which I slept. There one day I sat reading over the latest list of horrors, when I heard a loud cry from the vaulted chamber. I rushed to the door and beheld him standing, gazing with wild eyes at the ebony tablet held straight out in front of him.Shiel, M. P. is the author of 'S. S.', published 2004 under ISBN 9781419281334 and ISBN 141928133X.