By Anne Rice
“I dreamed a dream of angels. I observed them and heard them in a superb and never-ending galactic evening. I observed the lighting fixtures that have been those angels, flying the following and there, in streaks of impossible to resist brilliance . . . I felt love round me during this large and seamless realm of sound and lightweight . . . And whatever reminiscent of disappointment swept me up and mingled my very essence with the voices who sang, as the voices have been making a song of me . . . ”
Thus starts off Anne Rice’s lyrical, haunting new novel, a metaphysical mystery of angels and assassins that when back summons up darkish and hazardous worlds set in occasions previous. Anne Rice takes us to different nation-states, this time to the realm of fifteenth-century Rome, a urban of domes and rooftop gardens, emerging towers and crosses underneath an ever-shifting layer of clouds; typical hills and tall pines . . . of Michelangelo and Raphael, of the Holy Inquisition and of Leo X, moment son of a Medici, maintaining forth from the papal throne . . .
And into this time, into this century, Toby O’Dare, former govt murderer, is summoned through the angel Malchiah to resolve a poor crime of poisoning and to seek out the reality of a haunting via an earthbound stressed spirit—a diabolical dybbuk.
O’Dare quickly discovers himself in the course of darkish plots and counterplots surrounded by way of a darker and extra harmful probability because the veil of ecclesiastical terror closes in round him.
As he embarks on a robust trip of atonement, O’Dare is reconnected along with his personal previous, with concerns gentle and darkish, fierce and gentle, with the promise of salvation and with a deeper and richer imaginative and prescient of affection.