By Peter S. Beagle
A kindly raven brings nutrients to and is the spouse of a guy who has taken shelter in an deserted mausoleum in a brand new York urban cemetery for nineteen years.
Title: A positive & inner most Place
Author: Beagle, Peter S.
Publisher: Tachyon Publications
Publication Date: 2007/05/28
Number of Pages: 264
Binding variety: PAPERBACK
Library of Congress: bl2007019271
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Extra resources for A Fine and Private Place
You aren't really talking right now. How can you? You haven't got a larynx, you haven't got vocal chords, you haven't got a diaphragm. But you're so used to talking and you want to talk so badly that I hear you as clearly as if you could make sounds. Nothing's going to stop you from talking as long as you want to. " "It is Hell, then," Michael said slowly. " "Funny you should say that," Mr. Rebeck said. "I always thought of it as a little like being an angel. You can't be touched any more, or jarred, or hurt.
I want to talk to her," Michael said. "I want to hear her voice. " One quick look Mr. Rebeck gave him; then he turned to face the woman, who had now come to the edge of the plot of grass that surrounded the mausoleum. "Good morning," he said. "Good morning," the woman said. She was dressed in black, but without a veil. In her late forties, Michael thought. Then he made it the early forties. He had always been a bad judge of women's ages, and the black dress might add a few years. The most arresting feature of her face was her mouth.
The black rook was beautiful too, but I lost it and I don't know where it is. " He held out his two clenched hands to Michael. " "White," said Michael, pointing at Mr. Rebeck's right hand. Mr. Rebeck opened the hand and a black pawn rolled out. He began to set up the pieces, humming softly as he did so. " Michael asked suddenly. Mr. Rebeck looked up. "I don't know. " He finished setting the pieces in place. "It worries me sometimes. " He began the game by moving his king's pawn two squares forward.
A Fine and Private Place by Peter S. Beagle