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The Ghosts of Autumn Manor
The Ghosts of Autumn Manor
The Ghosts of Autumn Manor
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The Ghosts of Autumn Manor is a timeless supernatural thriller, exposing a great house shattered by murder, yet reconciled by revenge. This gothic epic is sure to enlighten you to the true essence of classic horror.

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Release dateDec 8, 2012
ISBN9781301361533
The Ghosts of Autumn Manor
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Joseph A. Noon

I’ve often had people tell me that I was born in the wrong era, hence my taste in movies, literature and music. What can I say, I love the classics. I try to reflect this bygone age through my work. When the days of pulp- fiction ruled the newsstands and the cracking sounds of radio invaded our homes. I’m I crazy you ask? Just a little, but history never remembers the ordinary. So with that said... ‘Cheers to the dreamer, may your inner child never die!’

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    The Ghosts of Autumn Manor - Joseph A. Noon

    The Ghosts of Autumn Manor

    By

    Joseph A. Noon

    Copyright © 2012 Joseph A. Noon

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    THE GHOSTS OF AUTUMN MANOR

    Ah, how I love the autumn, it simply captivates me, the lingering smell of wood smoke in the distance, the jasmine in full bloom on the vine. The enduring hardwoods, unselfishly they pay their penance to mother earth in an elaborate display of hypnotic vermilions, and ambers. How I hate to see it fade.

    I remember as a boy my mother telling me that autumn is Gods way of showing us that death is something beautiful. I suppose it can be, but I also know it can be something ugly and grotesque. That's why in part I'm telling this story… whom am I, you ask? My name is Albert Reeves, former head servant of a great manor, and queerly enough, through a string of unfortunate events, I am now the new Lord and owner of the estate. Again, I feel that it is my obligation to tell you this tale of the bizarre happenings that are threaded deeply within the very walls of this accursed house. My reasons I must say, are selfish, in hopes that it may lighten my burden somewhat, and bring me peace in the long sleepless nights that plague me.

    It all started on a day much like this one. Summer was fading, the days grew shorter, and the nights grew crisp with the promise of harvest soon at hand. The trees too began their transitions, yielding to the demanding season. The air loomed with a quiet, forbidden melancholy. There, in the distance, stood Autumn Manor, majestically perched high upon her grassy knoll. The gothic manor was a work of genius, architecturally speaking. A true testament of sixteenth century craftsmanship, from her bold gable studded roofs, where the gargoyles slept. To the great feudal hall, with its smoke set walls that whispered of yesterdays.

    Even the grounds were an architectural marvel, riddled with arcading shrubs, and flagged stone paths that meandered adventurously through manicured gardens, until losing themselves in the red oak thickets. The magnificent edifice had stood for centuries, basically unchanged, with the exception of the conservatory. That was added later to the

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