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In Dreams Begin [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  White, Skyler
  • Author:  White, Skyler
  • ISBN-10:  0425236951
  • ISBN-10:  0425236951
  • ISBN-13:  9780425236956
  • ISBN-13:  9780425236956
  • Publisher:  Berkley
  • Publisher:  Berkley
  • Pages:  384
  • Pages:  384
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • SKU:  0425236951-11-MPOD
  • SKU:  0425236951-11-MPOD
  • Item ID: 106983641
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A woman finds a love that transcends time in this thrilling novel from the author of and Falling, Fly.

In a Victorian Ireland of magic, poetry, and rebellion, Ida Jameson, an amateur occultist, reaches out for power—but captures Laura Armstrong, a modern-day graphic artist, instead. When Ida channels Laura into the body of celebrated beauty and Irish freedom-fighter Maud Gonne, Laura falls in love with the young poet W. B. Yeats. Their love affair entwines with Irish history and weaves through Yeats' poetry—until Ida discovers something she wants more than magic in the subterranean spaces between Laura's time and her own. With Laura's Irish past threatening her orderly present, she and Yeats must find a way to make their love last over time, in changing bodies...or lose each other forever.Skyler White crafts challenging fiction for a changing world. Populated with angels and devils, rock stars, scientists, and revolutionaries, her dark stories explore the secret places where myth and modernity collide. She is the author of and Falling, Fly and In Dreams Begin.1

LOVE IS BUT A SKEIN UNWOUND BETWEEN THE DARK AND DAWN

When you are old and gray and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
—&lĂ(

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